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Jul 2011 · 583
what...
"leave us" said the old man
"LEAVE US"
your alone, there is no us
your alone and worthless
there was never an us
your cold dark heart, ticking deeply and slowly
your thick silver main, swaying with your baggy trousers

"i was young once"
"i was young and ignorant..."
"i cared once"
"on the cusp of fashion
not long now until im young again"

i will leave you, i will go and you will be forgotten about
your pension will be your only comfort


"i fought a war" whispered the old man
too much pipe smoking made him think he was a person
Jul 2011 · 702
Its Cold In Speke
As he lay,
his mind away,
stars colide

as she smiled
porcelin skin
unbroken sin

tear drops, whats this
tear drops
from the wolf

another silence broken
another stillness corrupt
note too self...
its cold in speke

— The End —