Workers at the Fringe

Nameless, faceless objects of lust
Around since forever
Fastened to scenarios of lurid circumstance
Secret, lurid circumstance
Workers at the fringe
Cogs in a damaged world
Useful to some, useless to most
Do you fancy bucolic scenes
In halcyon days of dream
Where chimeras transform into symbols
Lovely, risk-less, neutralized

– Sequi Cu Unjieng 2014

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