I gambled my chances like in the Crystal Casino

Awaiting to become the new Marylin Monroe

Brimming with luxury, glamour and frills

A necropolis of slain dreams,
Beverly Hills

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Taking some time each day to write poems

Has made me realise what little time we have for our inner selves

In our bustling, new-fashioned, demented world

I have found myself talking more through my poems than to people

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I held the shell to the ear with a hand

I listened to the breath of Posidon

And the laughter of mermaids

As I sat on the cold Winter sand

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