He could deny himself the whiskey and coffee
the tango and foxtrot
the ruffles of red and purple
But never the sweet sting of Loss
No he let himself feel that
Swallowing the lead and charcoal
He sat in the yellow , burning ombres of Agony
And he cuddled with it every night
Woke upto the Face of Invisibility
And one evening
In a Parisian Bar
He said with a smile
"Water and Pain
I could never deny myself the pleasures of water and pain '
Nov 26, 2024
Nov 26, 2024 at 5:25 AM UTC
He could deny himself the whiskey and coffee
the tango and foxtrot
the ruffles of red and purple
But never the sweet sting of Loss
No he let himself feel that
Swallowing the lead and charcoal
He sat in the yellow , burning ombres of Agony
And he cuddled with it every night
Woke upto the Face of Invisibility
And one evening
In a Parisian Bar
He said with a smile
"Water and Pain
I could never deny myself the pleasures of water and pain '
