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Prams, Piers and Gutter Tears
The traffic of breaths
Gridlocked broken promises
Along summer’s exhausted highroad.
Enter stage left:
The performance of her life
Delivered splayed wide
(on a piss-stained mattress).
Under the croak of creaking pier,
The rivets nailed the baby to the floor.
Another bottle and the waves of
Suggestion will invite her in.
The girl just couldn’t take it anymore.
Gridlocked broken promises
Along summer’s exhausted highroad.
Enter stage left:
The performance of her life
Delivered splayed wide
(on a piss-stained mattress).
Under the croak of creaking pier,
The rivets nailed the baby to the floor.
Another bottle and the waves of
Suggestion will invite her in.
The girl just couldn’t take it anymore.
Published 8th Jan 2022
Author's Note
ERULGCT 126. Uma xx Lol. The Collector, 1992. Not appearing at a local pub anytime soon! Them was good days. Words from tainted memory.
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