Snowing broken glass.
Dark rancid alley.
Hungry smiling gutters.
Needle thin junkies screwing corkscrew traps.
Prostitutes smoke like otters.
Swollen light bulbs dripping sweat.
Bloodied veins collapsed.
After shave eyes.
A cardbox letterbox beaten to pulp.
Screaming police lights. Lullaby hell.
Cotton wool teeth, rotten sawdust.
Stone pillow, tombstone kerb.
Paper boat pirates.
Aniseed valium. Pleasure sucking pimps.
Measure death in copper coins.
Barbed wire hair, octopus beard.
Bathe in oil. Chablis birdbath.
Sleeping take away, cold in yesterdays news.
Dine with bickering pigeons.
Puddles filled with rain wine and sober whiskey.
Street life, dead life. Soulless.
Glue sniffing pickpockets wary of ratty belts.
Glow worm lightning, Lsd sunglasses.
Dark cloud, suicide space hoppers.
Frankenstein cigarettes from used tobacco.
Rest at the four poster morgue.
Gay town houses, hungry for liquorice penis.
Swim the river vile.
Atheist belief. Pray to God.
God has left.
Madness. Jigsaw jabber.
Birthday clock grey.
Parade the roads through thorns of tourists.
Misery and pity,
hand in sorry hand...
@Steven Francis 1993
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