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Olivia Kent
Poems
Jun 2016
VERBAL DIAHORREA
Romance on the streets where gas canisters fall.
Making bleeding eyes weepy.
The children should be sleepy.
But they're not.
Teardrops expelled from eyes poked in by foreign spies.
With insane policies.
Governments and Arsenals.
And you **** in your lungs on your **** cheap cigarettes.
Your chemical dreams, ripped out at their seams.
And she cocked up her words on the stage.
So she coughed and she choked.
Then she curled up and died.
Crying insanely, insanity's cruel.
Of diamonds and emeralds, she's playing the fool.
The fool on the fiddle and hey ******, the cat's spilling riddles.
While lady serendipity looks onwards in glee.
Sweet lady smiles serenely.
As gleeful she is as gleeful is me .
(c)LIVVI
Written by
Olivia Kent
Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)
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