Art of The Matter: Metropolis

by DS

Population

...................

I lost count.

Crowds are the loneliest places,

So I keep company with solitude

While masquerading in m

y cape

Red sheet AKA, security blanket.

Last of a dead breed amongst suckers 

that are born every minute... (Sixty an hour)

Getting lifted at 12 (High Noon)

Green is my weakness

So Envy I thwart off.

Three sides to every story:

Truth,Justice,And the American way.

A way that always detours my train of thought

That locomotive is on the other side of the tracks

So I’m cold as Steel

Stoic successor, dubbed Black!

Even though my brothers die by means of a speeding bullet.

How I wish they were faster...

6-2-06 10:23 PM