valentine

the razor bites and the shriek subsides
he arches clutching at his sides
across the floor across the tiles
the man is dead and the razor smiles
a shiny love song a quick incision
cut him down on television

a people come to this
beyond the age of reason
a people fed on famine
a people on their knees and
people eat each other
a people stand in line
waiting for another war and
waiting for my valentine

for a million empty faces
for a million hollow smiles
cancer for my education
watch the body hit the files
waiting for another war and
waiting for my valentine