Thursday, 26 May 2011

My coat hanging off the wardrobe
Grows a head
The shoes under the bed
Move without feet

The paintings murmurmoan
The postcards turn into portals

Bottles unscrew and pour
and stumble slur and piss on the floor

The wash basket nibbles
At my toes
As the radiator makes maudlin music

The door opens halfway
Then bang
Its closed

My ex x x x's
Try and fuck me

As I go to bed
With monsters

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