Timber merchants disturb psychiatrists

A cut above the rest on the brink

I’m tired of pills a voice not truly mine.

A SALESMAN APPROACHES HIS RETIREMENT

Jettisoned into play pouring from nylon skin

Just run away with the thoughts in my head

Traumatic frenzy incorporating fear.

Con-trails whisper piratical tales as

Mr Southern Comfort travels north

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