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Take another sip of our poison,
guaranteed to make you feel so much finer than before.
Take another jab from our needle,
the pain will help wake you up even more.
Take another bite out of the heavens,
they'll have you floating high above it all.
Take another whiff of the stardust,
it'll support you enough so you stand forever tall.
Take as much time as you need in your dreams,
because you have to come back here,
whether you like it or not.
guaranteed to make you feel so much finer than before.
Take another jab from our needle,
the pain will help wake you up even more.
Take another bite out of the heavens,
they'll have you floating high above it all.
Take another whiff of the stardust,
it'll support you enough so you stand forever tall.
Take as much time as you need in your dreams,
because you have to come back here,
whether you like it or not.
Literature
one night stand
Inspiration kicked me out
of bed, threw my
clothes-
said, I'll call you-
and moved on
to the next.
Literature
Dying to meet you
I courted Death
in a burnt out pub
with faulty lights and dirt-cheap drinks;
She had tarred fingers
which danced hypnotically
around her hazy smeared glass.
Word round town was that she had the
Kiss of death
and a tongue as sharp as a scythe,
it was a challenge I couldn’t resist.
I seduced Death
bought her a drink or two
and with rum burning my heart
I stroked her arm,
(coffin cold)
and licked my lips like a predator
(a lamb in wolf’s clothing)
and when she grinned back,
I realised which of us was really prey.
I danced with Death
in a dark alley,
in an abandoned warehouse,
a trashed motel room;
it was fast and heady and yet -
t
Literature
When It Rains
I think of you, when it rains.
Don’t you remember
The fickle breezes
Spattering droplets in our faces,
How a great gust carried off your Donald Duck umbrella
And we chased it,
Across the square, across the park,
Where it finally caught
In the rosebushes.
One of the ribs was broken
But I laughed
And laughed because it made Donald’s tail droop,
Until you were laughing too.
I don’t know how we didn’t even
Notice that my hands were bleeding from the thorns
Until we were halfway home.
You asked me if it hurt—
Of course it did,
But it didn’t matter—
Besides, I just can’t cry with raindrops running d
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Really nice 