Rape of lust
Frustration
in the back seat of a
limousine
Seduction
played naked on the
middle-table in the park
The crawling of the rusty toad
within the damaged brain
of the old man
They all come back to me
with disrespectful energy of words
Abandoned inside
some insane mind
the thought of running through
the wet mourning grass
is now erecting
like some mad flower
Rebirth and recreation
Collision and breakdown
Prison and bedroom
Redemption and lust
Does anyone remember
the breaking of dawn
Do you recall the
scream inside your heart
I doubt the existence of God
as much as I pray down on my knees
in from of her amazement
I wish I dreamt the brooks
that run down from your spine
while putting out my cigarette
onto his words
there's someone in my head - but it's not me 
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