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Grotesque decadence
A small piece I wrote while sitting by the river today, I actually hand wrote about 5 of these and left them at all the surrounding buildings haha !
The river dances, An iridescent reflect the sun shines as it mirrors and presents
A cinematic silhouette
Birds glide, dive into the depths, lizards leapt down the oyster coated steps.
Dip there feet and feast on what the fishermen left, Rotten...
Wednesday 28th June 2017 9:17 am
Give me peace.
Snow White.
Nose slimes, chem drips down my throat slice.
Sniffling spit the blow fly.
Cascades of emesis, Sinus bled red . Sniffing flakes of flesh an flem.
Razor stained, Tickling my neck again,
As I Dance with death.
The phantom stands demands my breath.
Wrestling the mirrors reflect.
Stare still into the pillars of wreck.
Spirits turn spirit-less,
Liquor fill, Spill and drench.
...
Monday 19th June 2017 9:24 am
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