29 Jan

I am an energy stalker
A dominatrix on the prowl
I take what I need
And cuss you down
Don’t turn over
You wont like what you see
Thunder and devils
And a glint in the trees
There’s a twist in that knife
and a hunter behind
Flowers are rotting
Going out of your mind
The truth is there
Just your dirty dream
Frighten you, whip you
Be your morphine

(Day 1 of no drinking, I fear my mind is cracking already)
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Posted by on January 29, 2012 in poem, poetry, Uncategorized


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