Unfulfilled Endings Rightly Tasted, Fit For Public Consumption
by The Juicer
Have we said what we
wanted to say,
And are we leaving now
Wiggling through dark alleys and green doors.
Did we pause for
While sounds rustled
in our heads
Voices from invisible streets, pregnant with lives unknown.
The talk of the town,
A public viewing demanded, a dialogue.
Reviews hit the stands and declare,
A touching screening of vices, you and I.
You and I pre-ordered,
Made the perfect angled set,
Of unfulfilled endings.