Rows of houses press against fences-
obeying the boundaries of their sidewalk prisons.
Such obedience and alliance they have
towards those layers of rock and tar suppression.
As pock-marked as they have become,
still they maintain their dictatorship-
able to detour the roots of their captive trees-
populate, traffic, pollute, and defile.
Yellow line adorned, they scar North, South, East, West.
They build upon an insatiable dependance
of which we all fall victim.
A drug of necessity - a vehicle for an impatient and hormone injected progression
which hides itself under political and economic glitter.
This ideal is blushed, tanned, eye-lined, and TV ready.
Deceitfully pitched then mindlessly purchased.
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