Flavoured insomnia

Flavoured insomnia

A Poem by J.Sin
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2017.10.28 @ 21:17

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Walking in the waking footsteps of deceit;

Rancid and faithless;

I feel used but vacant,

Chaste amongst the dunes of the unwanted.

Babylon is burning,

And I am the insatiable corrosion

On the escalator

To purgatory.

© 2017 J.Sin


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Tags: poetry, death, lost, Hell, purgatory

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J.Sin
J.Sin

Banská Bystrica, Slovakia



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Canadian living and working in Slovakia. World traveller, musician, writer, and teacher. Former music/film reviewer for "Cassette Culture" online magazine. 5 self-published poetry/short story books in.. more..

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