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I'll See Myself Out
My inner sky is collapsing,
my rivers clogged and muddy.
Beneath a doomsday sun
children shoot guns and smoke,
the afternoon driven mad
by absurd alien flowers.
Stop screaming,
the ears of my soul
can't take it anymore.
Maybe rat poison or
Prozac and champagne.
I fucking hate champagne
but it'll be better than this.
my rivers clogged and muddy.
Beneath a doomsday sun
children shoot guns and smoke,
the afternoon driven mad
by absurd alien flowers.
Stop screaming,
the ears of my soul
can't take it anymore.
Maybe rat poison or
Prozac and champagne.
I fucking hate champagne
but it'll be better than this.
Published 2nd Apr 2023
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