Good dreams bad thingsA Poem by AlexA weird dream based poem that was strange and scary fun and crazy all at the same time.
I plug myself in,
The needle enters, Luscious venom Seeping into my veins, We stand huddled in the dark room, Squalid and ruined, Paint lined our bodies, Glowing bright in the dark, The naked skin just objects, Bought sold and rented, Pupils wide and eyes black with night, then the door opens and music seeps in, Mutters and groans escape broken lips, One is taken, The drug trips, I'm pulled out, my skin radiating the electric blue, The paint chosen for me, It goes with my eyes, The buyer looks me up and down, I don't mind my nakedness, I stand tall and look him in his face, Defiance, This only makes him smirk, And say with whispering hue, "What a boy," "Electric blue." © 2012 AlexReviews
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6 Reviews Added on September 28, 2012 Last Updated on September 28, 2012 Tags: Prostitute, electric blue, boy, children, paint AuthorAlexBath, Somerset, United KingdomAboutI love sports: rugby, tennis, surfing and swimming. Love writing (obviously) and want to be a professional when I'm older (writing films or novels). more..Writing
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