The Mall At Sunset

The Mall At Sunset

Dusk descends through a clear ceiling
and a thin layer of smoke inhabits the air
making it easier for the shade that are always there to come out

Beneath the sounds of life
rises the hum of a casino sans bells
with a different kind of gold to win
yet still the same to loose

It is a valley of churches
each with their own brand of salvation for sale

Dark glowing trinkets
nourishment for every appetite
A fetish is nothing but a bargain waiting to be found

The Sideshows are in the Midway now
and the Freaks hold the bullhorn and the whip
as mutual feeding frenzy ensues
and we prey on the predators we have become

April 17, 2011
Tressa Lee Breen

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