A piece of you a piece of me

A piece of you 
a piece of me 
flesh is burning rapidly
 the catalog
      of life is expired
the shopping malls 
have all hired
camouflage adorns the streets 
angel dust in driving fleets 
across the streets 
Brains are scattered 
torn lives
bruised and tattered 
stinking life 
in forms of pain
 left to drown
    in the acid rain
A piece of you
A piece of me 
flesh is burning rapidly


1997