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wild west some days

 


sat up in the explosion
tasting corrosion
smelling rust
eyes refusing to bleed
 
another dreamer defeated  
eroded in coffee creamer
watching young nights
get older, in exhaled smoke
filling rooms  
through reflections
of refractions  
from laptop night lights
facing a full length mirror
 
existing in a wooden box
without any serious locks
cracks
won't deny anything - either
the paint work, a disaster
better served as plain plaster
 
the years
tattooed  
like academic blazer scrolls  
-the tar in the veins  
brewed blood
through stinging ears  
alive in the ringing
 
dead in the living
 
 
 
 

 
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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