StrangismA Poem by Shazbatt969The stolen car crash of my mind ramraids through my eyes thieving language losing tones colours rearrange tie died hell of dripping cool lemon tea affinity six string dealer machine gun speak statues in the bin bring me the head of Doctor Death, my cigar needs putting out, A searchlight wails in lost man's land and I arrive too late,
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