City of Glitter

in this city of glitter
whole peoples live and swindle
under rocks
they hide
while soulsucking televisions
play the actors
they played out
and will tonight

and the evilest of men
smile wider than the good
knives sharpening
laughter echoing
while streets remain dirty
from endless tires screeching
and the holiest of men
die prying and leeching

in stuffy coffeeshops and airless nights
this city moves forward
in fourwall houses and onebedroom apartments
this city hides
this city calls dreamers
and this city lies
this city, an abomination
this city, all right

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