from my 2002 diary...
beyond these words
is a drop of rain
lost in the Earth
down the drain
beyond these smiles
is a cake of blood
served by a table
upon piles of mud
the twinkle in space
rubbed black and blue
now tawdry and dull
once me and you
the world is square
and squat and squashed
it's a drop in the ocean
a spark soon lost
Pretty morbid eh...
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