Friday 16 March 2012

TRAIN #5

Half-human and half-pissed,
How did it come to this?
Blinded by the vodka mist,
Drinking like a thirsty fish.
Is there a home where you are missed?
Do your kids long for a kiss
Or just think "fuck him and his fists"?
If you had a magic wish
Is this how you would exist?
Because it's a shitty kind of bliss.

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