#aclockworkorange
you couldn’t imagine
the
pains all over
Being
Fixed rigid
from
The
Shot
Another
pain in my gut
A horrible throb, throb, throb
it seemed to me that
I could not
Even if I tried to
Get
Out of the line of fire
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 1:00 PM UTC
Dancing on the stage bathed in ultra violet
is a dripping young honey making me ultra-violent.
My three stooges become scrooges using ***** useless excuses
to not be Zeus's and noose the spruce for their collusive abuses.
I leave the troupe, loop back, snoop, try to ******
induce some juice, a little loose chartreuse
The girl looks down from the platform, eyes vacant and hollow
Ten years of this storm full of snake-pits and sorrow
No glow but the glint of a nose speckled with snow
Her heartbeat allegro slows, lower tempo - adagio
For she's hooked to the pole by an IV of ******* and circumstance
I regret holding the cash and stealing her glance.
It falls from my hand, not that thats exculpatory
and when I next catch her eyes, it's merely to say, 'sorry'
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC