Monday, April 4, 2011

Sensory Exercise

The Day In The Life Of

Its fight or flight
Sprint or be left behind
Coming at you like an A10 Warthog
Screaming through the night

Wrenched out of slumber
Jameson Irish Whiskey to settle the soul
But gunpowder stench
Stays transfixed in your nose

Red Jumpsuit Apparatus stuck in your head
Punch drunk song that beats through your soul
Out to your fingertips
Out of control

A door slamming overdose
Like cocaine clogging your thoughts
You just want to drift away
Before consciousness is lost










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