13.Outcome

Seventeen years in the city
Static clinging to the ceiling
never did I think it would come to this
outcome is different, than i expected
riot cops cheerleaders
eyebrows painted on their heads
mouthful of rotting cavities
drinking coca cola in the street
never did I think it would come to this
outcome is different, than i expected
Shot in the leg
shot in the leg
my name is a bone
nobody home
my hand is a wire
the sky is on fire
the drums aren't beating
pistols in jeans
left for dead
left for dead
left for dead
dead as a fly