Wednesday 12 February 2014

Sinkhole

Sinkhole

Memory's as dark as pitch
With a sinkhole for a head
Well I try to fill it up
The bottles crowd my bed

People come and go as dreams
Or nightmares to be drowned
And drinking alone through the day
Is the only peace I've found

In my dreams you're still wriggling
But my human being has died
And in the place of myself
This toxic dump abides

People come and go as dreams
Or nightmares to be drowned
And drinking alone through the day
Is the only peace I've found

Let me sleep an alchie's sleep
Bring me the pill-head's crown
Let me fall into the world
For evermore down

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