Kids on Prozac
The lies we tell
Creatine creatures and
how your face fell
Tears in the dark
headbutting glass doors,
hissing and snarks
Petrol and razorblades
How little you know
Sliding scales,
Jimmy Wales
Ribands and robes
Laws of the jungle
Inquests and probes
Cysts and trysts
Antiretrovirals
Meaningless lists
Skittles and Ritalin,
Sundown and vitamins
Tomato bread
Bottled piss
I want none of this.
Monday, October 20, 2008
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4 comment(s):
And more of this please too.
Cheers Sinful. Think I'll give the pretentious poetry a rest for a little while, all the same.
This is incredible andrew don't be so hard on yourself.
How did I miss this? Brilliant, just brilliant.
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