The city looks like a maquette put together by a mad child
bathed in the neon glare of a modern sun
brand new buildings, demolition papers filed
and everyone pretending that it’s fun

A guy is screaming his private life into the air
a thread going down from his ear into his pocket
pulling up his sagging trousers and smoothing down his plastic hair
one might as well plug him straight into a socket

The coffee is served cold
the food is fake
a continuous wind has taken hold
there’s nothing left to break

All is made to measure
cut down to size
so fake your pleasure
love all lies

© Eva Weggelaar

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