The Modern Prometheus

A cold northern breeze

Tumbles down the street

And the ashen sun

Slips below buildings

Scribbled in coal and soot

The hooligan artist

Hits the pavement

In one hand spray paint

In the other a can of Stella

Feet clad in toe-capped boots

Lurking on the corner

Under corporation spotlights

Face like the arse

The nurse

Smacked

On the day he was born

Lightning tattooed

Like a scar

Across his forehead

 

Misogynistic monster

How did we create you?

 

Was the searing pain

Warning of our fate?

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2015

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