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Purgatory's Doorbell

Waking up to another dream
sands in my pocket
down my shirt
the irony itches
in deep places I can't reach
even if I tried

Guilty sparks
start the kind of fires
you only see on the news
with lazy eyes and selfish thoughts
I change the channel

Harlequin
never rode a motorcycle
Hercules
never fired a gun
the road is long
the waters run deep
and still we polish our trophies
as if we were the first

we might be the last...

Author notes

I don't smoke it no more

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