The Timid Flowers of a Winter
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I could go on for decades
Scribbling poems
Of puking off balconies
Pissing into swimming pools
Sweating in the dark
With nameless women
Lit by lava lamps
Quickly forgotten;
I could go on as long as I like
Complaining about the state of my teeth,
Phantom shakes,
Shadows glanced in sorrow.
I could go on forever about
Those six years spent in the grip
Of a lurching liquid army,
But why bother?
Why bother when
The days now blend to night
In their rightful orderly order
And all about me have sprung
The timid flowers of a winter;
(the sadness of love & the joy of regret)
And life in it's most comely phase
Descends upon my head like a burning halo.
Scribbling poems
Of puking off balconies
Pissing into swimming pools
Sweating in the dark
With nameless women
Lit by lava lamps
Quickly forgotten;
I could go on as long as I like
Complaining about the state of my teeth,
Phantom shakes,
Shadows glanced in sorrow.
I could go on forever about
Those six years spent in the grip
Of a lurching liquid army,
But why bother?
Why bother when
The days now blend to night
In their rightful orderly order
And all about me have sprung
The timid flowers of a winter;
(the sadness of love & the joy of regret)
And life in it's most comely phase
Descends upon my head like a burning halo.
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