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Somebody Alice pt.3 So thuds she down each foot in acts of desperationSomebody Alice pt.3 by ~nue-topic
No rest or destination for youth of a crumbling nation
Truama and tension reach up beyond legs
So all up and down the urge to stop begs
Rock seems meet rock; calloused feet meeting street
Calves, string, hard and empty; carnivores no treat
Her body on fire, un-like her legs, numb
Dim pyre shows ribs, shoulders slouched, no aplomb
Like string in the wind, thin twisted and brittle
Skeletal hand reaches through smog but finds very little
Then frock on a line, oh wonder of wonders
Take un-owned frock down, one relief from blunders
Effort extensive for one little act
pulling thin fabr