mr_victoriana
Virgin
- Joined
- Jul 15, 2006
- Posts
- 6
Crowd Control
Trucks carrying barriers
stacked like butterfly
wings pass me by,
followed by silence. Men
dressed like ghosts march
outside Parliament, mouths
taped up. It's the law now,
they can't speak or shout.
I see their hands moving,
sending a fuck you in a flutter
of fingers and open palms.
Nobody sees
Trucks carrying barriers
stacked like butterfly
wings pass me by,
followed by silence. Men
dressed like ghosts march
outside Parliament, mouths
taped up. It's the law now,
they can't speak or shout.
I see their hands moving,
sending a fuck you in a flutter
of fingers and open palms.
Nobody sees
