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Projections of a Sick Mind

To him

By Moon DesertPublished 4 years ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by Sean Benesh on Unsplash

Why did you want me to know

details from your criminal world?

You kept insultin’ me for the lack of knowledge

about your misused machines

multiplied inside the cardboard walls

of your mistreated house

of cards

filled with animals

of one of a kind

plummeted from every gutter of that town

by threatenin’ the offensive side of their own infractions

over and over again

as if this storyline every time

was read by you

clappin’ their eyes on me

as though layin’ your hands on me

when the only harm came from you –

criminal in disguise

of normal landlord

who tells a sweet story at the beginnin’

and ends violently

and so happened to every former tenant

whilst I was the one who watched it closely

for so long

without worryin’ about who’s wrong and what does not

should happen

in my personal view on this matter

of dealin’ with a dangerous ditch

creatin’ too many disparities

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To A. C.

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September – October 2021

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Thank you for reading!

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About the Creator

Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

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