SMEG

Letter from home

scratched on tap

a rationed sandy flat

fashioned of stolen

tax and votes.

Home sick, regretting

what I thought I meant

confused by self

that caused this mess;

fleecing pain

on cutting flesh.

Children of the night

thrown from a building top

pondering conspiracy

while body's drop.

Warm blood lost

freed from this nightmare

wholesale cost

thousand yard stare.

All the wonders

strangles lives

torn asunder

by another's fare.