Posted on Tuesday, 22 May 2012

tantrum

sleepy towns breed sleepy minds
dreaming incoherant babbles
about where they wish they were

the water on the lake
moves slow and tastes of poison.
hanging heavy over it
clouds of insects
head
arms
cock
smog
wordswordswordswords!!
foot to ground
pencil to page
hovers much the same
fruit rots from bruises
and the stifling heat




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