no smell

no smell

new(s) ‘tory
like zandolee
travels fast
murder
comess
spells
new party

concerted robberies
in congested daytime traffic
perplexed motorists
and apparently deranged local residents
casting roles of parasite and prey
via the internet

exploding vehicle windscreens
ramped occupants staring helplessly
screams of protests aside
mental illness and lost of property

who comes at my door
offering poll cards, brazen smiles
usual t-shirts.. regular ten days
scented breath begging consent
of my index finger

oblivious to
poverty
breeding crime

as if rotting dogs don’t smell

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