On a gate

Rape on a gate

The bay was filled with penguins
Bird plop surface roads and paths
It all looks like snow

Some sunbathed some watched the sea
Kids were jumping like animated wallabies
The centre of the road full of vendors
A few lone palm trees standing up to the cold

In the motel room you go lose yourself
The wild debauched naked young
Perversion worked into them
Rubbed as sour dough

The gate awaited
Climb to the top boy
on a thief´s ladder to the top of the gate
There you will be raped in public

Up the fence boy so the streets can see you shake
So they may hear you whimper
For you will be raped in public
the peeling paint like teeth into your fingers

Humiliated as crowds will gather
Some with faces of sorrow
Some with viral intrigue
In broad daylight son

You´ll be broken