Wednesday, 2 February 2011

Joining the dots

Think and drink

Pour, down, refill

Frozen water

Clink glass stained lung

Spit out

Bathroom sink

Crusted bowl

Rinse, gargle, pink

Veins in the whites

Of your eyes

Wait -

One other kink

You stopped popping gink o

Biloba and got smashed at the ice rink

She slid over

Our blades tinked

High C

Cutting the sleeve

Of her shrink mothers mink

Just a thin slice

Open on her arm

Weeping warm zinc

That's the link

In the ink

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