Explore

 

Explore

 

Take out your brain and

Wash it with sand

Leave it to dry in the sun

Explore someone else’s

Achievements and hopes

Swallow the end of a gun

Go on a journey if

Life is a lie, and soar above

Nothing at all

Crouch beneath bridges

That cross over fields

And end in the urban sprawl.

 

Dance in a bar made of

Concrete and bone

Foot-stumps leaving their trail

Blood on the windowsill

Paw-prints in scarlet

Heart at the end of the scale

Broken-glass recipes

Mangled and worn

Sprinkled inside your head

The dark isn’t dark and the

City still beats as you

Slither into your bed.

 


 

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