- Vol. 05
- Chapter 02
Yes it takes much time to kill a tree but The city smog does the same to me as
It wretches my lungs and scratches my skin On avoid-eye-contact indifferent subway walks And one night stands, till all is lost –
Skin, hair, heart and I Made a bald, blue-eyed Kelly doll That not even a child will want To lift from the bottom shelf Of a cheap, dilapidating mall.