▲ 0 ▼ May 23, 2016 at 2:08 am Terese Eglington says: Anonymous neighbours ignored the terminal scream.
Fell like the brick he laid.
Fell like the brick he laid.
The panopticon was no illusion now
One window harbored the endless journey…
The Hulk lived in apartment 7B.
Walking that wall of flowers unopened.
Anonymous neighbours ignored the terminal scream.
We stack our lives upon others.
A darkened box. A lonesome face.
“We keep the worst prisoners here”