Tuesday 6 February 2018

BANG



Every whisky and dry I down , I take on the whole world
Might sound absurd to you my straight laced friend
But insecurity blends in the barrel of my thoughts, toes curled
It is the sunrise of the beginning, it's the selfish self consuming noose of end.

There's a fucking havoc hammock swaying, amongst the coconut trees
A bastardised self scented reason , on a psychological cerebral, sir let me persist
Please, don't fuck this up for me, strength in numbness, set this slave free
I have to carry the basket of life inside of my mind in order to exist.

It's a mountain of fortitude, a sunrise of self analysing internal clock telling the wrong time
Wholly shit brother, there's got to be a better horse to back than this
The answer of the corterised veins and cells that my subconscious trauma nurse did find
I'm laughing like a gigelo in the delicious realm of babies nappy rash hurt and scratching bliss.

Contradict me! I dare you. There's a million other cell based thinkers just like I am
A billion apologetic, static eggs just waiting to hatch from the embryo
You made me draw the droplets on a rock face that's entombed so I can no longer give a damn
Land on the hotel in the Mayfair square, money pouring in but do not pass go.

Slide, like the avalanche, in the Swiss side mountain of cheese thats a billion equation distraction
She never fucking loved you, she was meant as a confusion, until you figured this out
Delve as deep as you want, the pit is a plaster on the wound of a passion
The teapot bowing, pouring emotions, from the Lid of life until the embers of the spout.

Every whisky and dry I down, you ridicule every part of what I am
I'm the courtisan to every situation you provided, a supplement a fucking bookmark
The comic book character. Big a boom and the intrinsically, incinerated, BANG
Goodnight my petal, Bon nuit my amour, the words splutter, on splinters stark.



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