Monkey Town

We built this city on doom, gloom, and hanging…


my heart goes on

my soul welcomes the dawn

this dirty monkey town

is crumbling down to dust and rust

yet I will carry on, alone if I must




words and pictures by jack collier

One response

  1. Hmm. You are going to write a happy poem at some point, aren’t you Mr Collier?

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