Roughly as poetic as a bag of smashed arseholes.







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Monday, 22 November 2010

4. Lovely

Blanket wrapped, and smothered by the wind
Impossible to smoke a cigarette
Without constant ignition

Sunshine
So fatal and rare
But as uplifting as a drop of courage

Strangers and unknown rats
Abound – anonymous and ecstatic
Quiet electrics in the backdrop

An unstoppable element
Cages us apart
Unusually blue and docile
Melancholy sputters and stops

Always searching
For the perfect moment

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