the prism
became my prison
when they invented the light bulb
then the night became dull
And the element of surprise
gave way to the filiment of light
neon clocks, street lamps, and billboards
clear the way of the red light whore
that we did repour
on the lamp we pulled the string
the on off switch
And she began to twitch
was it from me or the electric
©akathatguy
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