Furrows & Boroughs Poem by John Sensele

Furrows in boroughs mirror flavours and odours of the terror
Inflicted on a victim who cultivates a vacuum domestic life.
Furrows in boroughs signify horror
Undergone through years of abuse and sustained strife.

Furrows in boroughs etch weals that deface a face
Too young to have depreciated and emaciated in three years' time.
Furrows in boroughs sketch a wretched surface
On curves and nerves dealt a deadly blow through conjugal crime.

Furrows in boroughs bite sites, spites, blights and flights of unrequited love
Flaunted by flows of profligacy and obstinacy.
Furrows in boroughs down a dove from above
Strafing it through a surge of rage and mirage supremacy.

Furrows in boroughs perpetuate quaint rituals
Situated and habituated in cultures gone insane.
Furrows in boroughs today and tomorrow head hunt individuals
Who against sound advice opt to pluck a lion's mane.