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untitled pillows

 

Dawn disclosed it –

Light from an honest butter sky

Reveling in a freelance body next to me,

With our fragrant attraction

As dried up

As an Atacamian kiss.

 

I put in me

Sweet, sweet whiskey

Sweet scorned man.

 

Back then, under the accents

And sweet reprieve of street swept skies

We had clinked our glasses several times

In mome...

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Spinning around

Everything feels spinning around
The table The clock The bed all seems to revolve round.

Last thing I remmber was drowning two pints of beer
With me and my pal it was all about cheers
Suddenly now am laying in my bed
And the sun at top of my head

With a heavy heave I pulled myself
Holding on for my life as if it was in hell
Somehow i managed to glup down a pill
Before my head again st...

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I Really Should Know Better

I really should know better

at the age of fifty three

But who am I kidding

I am talking to me

 

I really should know better

to say no to a glass or two

But you pulled the cork

so I am blaming you

 

I really should know better

it makes me feel so bad

I wake in the morning

sore head and feeling sad

 

I really should know better

to say no to more wine

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Digital Clock Blues

Digital Clock Blues

the pulsing dots on my digital clock
are slightly out of sync
with my thumping heart and spinning head
I’m so drunk I can’t think

I see your face like neon taste
it makes me want for home
my hair’s a mess my clothes un-pressed
Oh Christ! I need a comb

my love’s shot down in rainbow ruin
I’ve played the game and lost
now the drinking’s stopped me thinking
and I...

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Hatred Junkie

Fake nostalgia spews out from your head

For a sepia England that was never there

Hatred junkie, you know

Where the blood river flows

Feel the bile at your knees

 

Marching bands drown out your higher brain

Blaring voices drive your soul insane

Hatred junkie, you feel

Like a cog on a wheel

Grinding so out of time – after time

 

God made you useless

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