the pervert sees
what he has become
- the mighty quest for truth
harrassed school-girl,
i'd stand up for you
if i hadn't been drinking
tense business man,
are you holding a bomb?
- you look so silly
i look into the mirror
- and poetry
write itself
all the best poetry
was once reflected
from the poet's mirror
water flowers,
rain clouds,
poets drink
the sad man
the lonely man
- my friends
lonely school girl,
don't listen to them
- it will always be like this
how many works of art
are never created
because there's something else we have to do?
typing and drinking,
she sleeps impossibly peacefully
- oblivious to my beautiful madness
it's cold and wet
- but what a night! -
we're almost home
in heaven
we only sleep
when it rains
in heaven
we only drink
when you do
one lonesome moment
spent alone, happily
boozey sunrise!
the bleeding man
dying peacefully in the city
- too beautiful for rescue
a fear of death
a fear of living
- human life
the saddest song
is never as sad
when you're not alone anymore
let me be,
im only drinking
alone with no-one around me
the lonely school girl
- nothing matters,
so please don't worry
if i could cry,
i'd be happy
peak hour busniess man,
can you smell beer on my breath?
because i can smell whiskey on yours
pretending to go to the toilet
only to write poetry
that no-one will read
everything is so much sadder
than it seems in real life
- and fucking beautiful
death is only sad
because we only notice it
when it calls someone we know
2am, past midnight,
one car on the highway
wakes me from my sleep
swimming in the ocean,
the crashing waves
are millions of years old
two friends, together
-take care of yourself-
they say to one another
i've been let down
- but thank god,
it only takes once
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