razor wire
In today’s New World Order fantasy The debate is about the sheep or the lamb But we’ll all end up as mutton The razor wire or the wrought iron A choice of vocabulary and method Sheared or fleece is our common fate On the same road to the slaughterhouse According to the unipolar shepherd’s words […]
Surrounded by razor wire wrought in a crown of thorns A pink playground where a pink elephant touts a wobble The pink swing looks like gallows decorated for Christmas The pink barriers and artificial lawn, a happy dystopian match Waiting for the redundant Halloween clowns… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Estates of Emergency Gallery
Long dark corridors of private properties The narrow passages to secret undergrounds Wrought iron and razor wires torture the mind and the flesh Laying claims to undisclosed desires of self-mutilation and total annihilation As the narrow ribbon of sky above unfurls like a Raphaelite dream before the rain… Photo Hugh Ardoin At Street Level The […]