Monthly Archives: December 2014
can’t use the machines
he’s locked
locked in there
a professional in slippers
the comfort of familiar surroundings
he touches machines
that he can’t operate
a gram stolen from hospitals
hidden inside his veins
pin pricked
Fall over Elvis
burn idols – he
stepped in what was left over
after he had eaten –
the vomit
meat hanging from bones.
It wasn’t like that then
it isn’t like this now
so face facts & remove that moustache it only hides things
tiny morsels and crumbs.
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