Saturday 30 August 2014

PENNY FALLS

nothing,
nothing,
and nothing
and penny falls
and a dead dog's eyes
at the side of a road
that no one's using
and no one ever will
will he,
won't he?
don't touch me there
like you said you would
you should've done that
when you could
when you killed the moment
the slow club,
dissolved
on my tongue,
tied
like I am to you
we're here,
almost as if we were human
and more than 2 tired skulls
on a lump of cells
less healthy than I've seen before
before nothing
was something
I thought about

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