Poetry Blogs (treachery)
addicts lie
"boop boop beep beep boop bup bip beep" go the alerts and synaptic responses
too fast to process, too repetitive to want to
"spit that out, it's toxic" I warned
as he slurped up drama in great mouthfulls, as if she were kool-aid
he would slice open a vein and welcome drama directly if she asked him to
surreptitious texting continues beneath the table
eyes downcast, thumbs flying ...
Sunday 16th June 2019 11:34 am
Career development
It started with filthy Cossacks
vodka fuelled with much betrayal
Back into Malaysia
somewhat blurred by Mau Mau screams
burn the fucking forest down
we’ll kill them while they dream
Then all the way from The Falls
bodies sealed in Glenshane peat
Then Friedrichstraße
lucky strikes
and feet cold stamping streets
those Russian alcoholics
so unguarde...
Wednesday 20th April 2016 11:29 am
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