The Works

The Works

A Poem by Neville
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The following is an observation. No people or persons whatsoever were harmed during the construction of these words, so take it easy okay..............

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The Works

 

 

Fill me up with brown and squeeze me

 

Locate the site and tease me

 

Apply the tourniquet and please me

 

Expel the air and pin me

 

Going over’s easy

 

Ciao  

 

 

© 2016 Neville


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Neville
Don't do this at home folks, or anywhere else for that matter

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Sounds like either a drug overdose or a heavy duty S & M scene. Nope, would not try this at home for sure. Your words create a vivid scene....open for interpretation. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

8 Years Ago

A win win then.. Thank you Lydi........N
This is wonderful. I imagine a scene from an experimental film unfolding right before my eyes with a lot of quick cuts like something out of "Requiem for a Dream". I love how cryptic this is at the same time. Fantastic, I really liked it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

8 Years Ago

Blimey Alice, a big fat thank you is winging its way toward ya. Cheers and All Good Things, N
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I'm assuming 'brown' is tar heroin, I could be totally off the mark and mistaken but you probably won't disclose anyway. :)

It might be simple to do but never easy. More like a brain fried over easy.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

8 Years Ago

Assumptions aside, I would be more than happy to elaborate on any matter that remains unclear. All p.. read more

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Added on September 4, 2016
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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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A Poem by Neville