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City Noir“Money isn’t dirty, just people.” – Kim Novak. “The Pushover”What if you could not tell where safety liesDown Cincinnati streets after a rain,Its stinking pigs, a madness in disguise,As darkness pools into a satin stain.What if your trust were suddenly betrayed,By women, work, and God gone down the drain,No roof over your head, a live grenadeNow scrounging for a meal from the insane.What if the comfort that you always thought Would ease your final days was false, and goodA bill of sales that proved how you were boughtAnd sold before you even knew you wouldBe tossed into a common grave alongThose streets where you no longer belong.[Disposable Sonnet August 3, 2010]Dr. Mike
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