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Cooking Pot!
Come look inside my cooking pot
It's full of children you forgot
Upon the streets, so cold & wet
I steal away their rancid breath
Then grind them down to fit my pot
And heat it up so very hot
Then feed them to the homeless ones
Who gobble them up with such aplomb!
My good deed done, I crawl back home
And slither upon my thorny throne
And there I wait wi...
Monday 19th October 2020 8:56 pm
BREATHE
We take so much for granted
from this world on which we play,
the breath inside our lungs
drawn in from a cold and windy day.
Draining the life from a world already
so drawn and stretched to it's limits,
desperately trying to imbibe
the scarcities still deep within it.
To live; to breathe; to follow time
as down the wind it sails
against all odds and obstacl...
Saturday 16th May 2015 3:40 am
caterpillars
caterpillars
caterpillars caterpillars
everywhere you look
creeping into corners
no one gives a fuck
peering from the darkness
in the shelter of a door
praying for forgiveness
hungry cold and poor
caterpillars caterpillars
down upon their luck
pleading from their makeshift beds
no one gives a fuck
pressing against cold brick
crawling on the floor
crying for their past lives
hun...
Saturday 22nd February 2014 11:45 pm
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