Thursday, 4 October 2012


Only because it's National Poetry Day... and because putting together Poison and Wine by the Civil Wars change these lines to a place where I used to be once.

The long silent scream
Screams on
Don’t care how many cigarettes you smoke
Don’t care how much you drink

Care how you drink
Exclusively, desperately
Thirst that won’t be quenched
By wine, by time

Made of stronger mettle
Best left to one
Who knows best
For the little I know is enough

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