dylan thomasA Poem by sea lily
i was barely driver,
car no more above fifteen miles an hour acceleration about to give up. called my baby dylan, his namesake of origins unknown. we tried our bests with all the ghosts living and dead. screamed; "bob dylan dylan moran dylan thomas save our lives" he jerked once, and didn't stop. then downhill at forty miles an hour we nearly crashed knuckle-white on the wheel that night between the veil i killed my friends. unheard prayer, dylan thomas heard me once. in the car park hours later ritually sacrificed dandelion and burdock and a few squares of chocolate to the ghost of dylan thomas. so i could live to die soaked in beer to not give a f**k either. © 2010 sea lily |
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Added on May 7, 2010 Last Updated on May 7, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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