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Insomnia (unamused by a whitling muse)
a night too quiet
yet, even in it’s silence,
not quite enough for me
now in my head those words were read
by Richard Burton
but then she came calling in the hours
when there aren’t yet enough digits on the clock
and I ignored the advice of William S Burroughs, or some other I forget,
and told her to fuck off, leave me to the monotone
test card transmission, t...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 6:04 am
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