http://slow.writerscafe.org/kingculture The original writings of author kingculture en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017842 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When everyone just eats enough to barely stay alive, we pass out in the holes we've dug, to be filled tonight. Every lock on every door is bolted to the frame. We all go by numbers now, and can't remember our names. We treat each other horribly and forcibly make change. Then, paint our sins and blem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kingculture/1113576/ Excerpt from a much lengthier song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kingculture/1103771/