Suicide In Bangkok

Bottled static

Blurred, unaltered state

A mother’s cry

Ignored by yearning grin

Digital celluloid captures end

The rats gawk

craving sight

From their naked dens

Sirens escape the bustle

And time elapses

No one truly sees

Beyond their own destructive ways

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