Thursday, 24 May 2012

Bad Medicine

yellowed by indecent light
found hawking snake oil in thin slices
amongst the dialectic devices and a little below the belt
advice but with your face sugared smooth,
iced Pierrot white, it’s time for us to make a move
though I should mention my scorn for the circus fool
and my cruelty fuelled twists of hate

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