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WA West
Poems
Sep 2018
Bus number 1
Bus number 1,
Was here now it is gone
Eyeliner-ed lads and young berserkers,
value centre decadence,
warwick terrace is decaying
I am cidered up and paranoid
my hands twitch omniously,
I will never ‘’be’
Dehsi bar and grill meals
Bathtub ruminations
rosy cheeks and wounded ego
watching ritualised ****** disguised as music
too much too think
confined to my mind
i persecute myself unrelentingly
I resent everything,
leaving the house to grocery shop,
I let my youthful physique dissolve
I no longer recognise myself
My hair grown
Bleak propositions
I begin to assemble empty defences
#old poem #nostalgia #agoraphobia
Written by
WA West
M/Belgium
(M/Belgium)
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