Saturday, 5 October 2013

Weird Meds

Filled my hole with fog
Bad in the medium run
I try to fill my fog with sun
When the moon breaks come.
I'm at Bluebell Park with a bullet
Bad in the long run.
Scattering roses round my eyes
When the sunrise runs.

Paranoic patients
Hand out pills.
Weird med
Weird meds, away.

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