Slipping into respite
Beneath the noon’s lights
Knowing tomorrow holds another dragging,
Cigarettes between lips, ignite
The tick tock’s sagging, bliss
Missed in tearful reminiscence.
Sip the sweet wine
And add a stain, a scraping
Away of the cerebellum’s folds
Every evening after waking
Drag this frame across
A few sharp blocks
To get a fix
That will **** the chattering
Forever, Someday.
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
Slipping into respite
Beneath the noon’s lights
Knowing tomorrow holds another dragging,
Cigarettes between lips, ignite
The tick tock’s sagging, bliss
Missed in tearful reminiscence.
Sip the sweet wine
And add a stain, a scraping
Away of the cerebellum’s folds
Every evening after waking
Drag this frame across
A few sharp blocks
To get a fix
That will **** the chattering
Forever, Someday.
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