Hazard

You pimp your past until dry
Tart yourself
to kerb crawlers
and creeps
Blood
for the heartless
Death
won't save you


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I broke into your bedsit and trashed it.
I'm sorry, but I get moods
and you seem nice.

[after Koch and Williams]


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Empirical

Don't we just love
to assign numbers to things
like exactly how much
not here
not here is


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In the bright world of clarity
a simple energy gets a result
but in the headache layers
we muddle through, together




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