Poetry Brothel – Blink & all the Stones Shatter
La Vicsenne: When Dreams and Nightmares Collide:
You know them days when you wakes up still wavy?
Your heads thumping, your eyeballs is jumping
and, your arse is spewing out gravy?
You’ve got concrete burns, jawline gurns
Holes in your brain and knees like Tom n Jerry cheese
You’re covered in bruces and UPI
Unidentified party injuries – you’re out of paracetamol and hangover contingencies
Fuck you need a drink, you blink – it’s so fucking bright,
and then you think …
What the hell realy did happen to me last night?
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