Nightghoul

FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
Superserviceable snivellers, ministers of State:
Blood mouthed, lickspittle nibblers at power's dripping plate.
"'Tis politic" to feast 'til sick on guile and smart device.
Those bones are ours, they've marrow-sucked. A politician's rise
is messy business, isn't it? For who would live on blood
but someone in a fellowship, a night ghoul in a hood?
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Comments

  • justamjustam Posts: 21,412
    I like the sticky redness of this!!! :D
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  • burtschipsburtschips Posts: 734
    that's a great one finsbury, I like the two halves.. the description then the reflection. and very economic. Are you in for dublin? coming down the pub beforehand?
    Salut baloo
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    burtschips wrote:
    that's a great one finsbury, I like the two halves.. the description then the reflection. and very economic. Are you in for dublin? coming down the pub beforehand?


    I'm going to be in Ireland that week anyway, so the pub sounds like a great idea!


    Cheers for the comments. I'm writing a song actually. That'll probably be part of the first verse.
  • kdpjamkdpjam Posts: 2,303
    sounds like it will be a great song.
    lay down all thoughts; surrender to the void
    ~it is shining it is shining~
  • burtschipsburtschips Posts: 734
    Yeah, look forward to seeing how it grows and will see you in Dublin for a beer, along with half the board it seems :D
    Salut baloo
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Dublin is fucking great.
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    this is cool fins. and i am sure that it will be a cool song.

    cheers to those who meet up in dublin.

    have a drink on me.
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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