Armageddon

by nat213

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Let me escape from this dream –
indolence and ice-cream.

Among empty bowls
are the days where I lost my soul

and sat in dreamless coma –
that early release from creation.

I’ve always been
the reluctant life incumbent

seeking escape in infestations
and embattled spaces.

But this is beyond fun,
I held the smoke too long

and now my brown is burnt –
I regard it with

meagre attention –
I’m the star of my own Armageddon.

My life is trapped
within these heavy stencils –

half the time scoring
and the other half snoring.

 

Thanks for your comments everyone. I feel like I have been only posting odds and ends recently. I’d like to do a full on old-school smack story soon. Narco-porn forever. Peace x

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