Flow

When you start to look much younger
fashionable words
going unread by the numbered,

and you wont care for tomorrow
yesterdays sorrow
or this weeks riser


perfume performing
unusual in kind
florescent in mind
explosive in black
never looking your way


And when you start to grow older
your body tells of stories
past tense

all these thoughts
forward thinking
bottled up will flow


perfume performing
unusual in kind
florescent in mind
explosive in black
never looking your way





**by all means comment, comments most welcome ;)
but re-do my poetry in comments and I'll be knocking on your door
to put a fucking sharp blade in your head.**