Sunday, 14 October 2012



Reflect in the knowledge
you are loved.
the child who's parents
are resigned
to their ashtray hair,
 & declasse cocktail evenings
and the miserable harvests
of their empires
are
Drinking like camels
from the true vines


Don't trip over the powerlines
you gotta walk between them
the charmless and the bland
cannot persevere because
they are crying from the 
heart of annihilation

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