Keep your fluids in please
My eyes burn deep through
A plain glass fixated stare
Wont you have a drink?
I step up
then run over to the sink
How many times is it going to be
Hanging around tickling the proverbial cock
That sinking feeling hits again
where amongst us men lie disdain
A duck, now gone
I stand withdrawn.
Short lived blossom
Repeating in the wind
Hold that thought
i'll be back soon.
HELP ME BLEED.
