the dread of a thousand heartbeats
it could of been the codeine that coursed
like a lava spill through the old cracks that are my veins,
no effort needed for this heightened ashen torrent
this house is derelict, crumbling.
the dread of a thousand hearts
a patchwork life that’s failing, dead,
no wind for the mill nor water or coal
written down words that cant be said.
dreams of all of you persist my insomnia
choice just gets in the way,
and so do the ever changing shadows
of the friday night no-ones
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