Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Smoking Melancholy

Photo by maxknoxvill from Pixabay
I suck the bottle and breathe the stench 
I fill my lungs with melancholic smoke 
I’m filled with a careless sinful past 
I blow that smoke that cursed my lovely cares 
And watch the cruel world swirl like a deaf bat 

She walks on flowers like a shredded sharp dusty piece of glass 
She kisses my hands to make them feel real 
She sings flat notes that come from her lips 
And she drinks red wine that is filled with fear

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