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Stiff neck means
eyes set for hours
enjoy the short lived velvet
of Queyrat
immobile, frozen
admitted gone
caress the tender surface
over the exiting minutes
warm in cotton clothes
under a midday sun
wasted legs apart hands off
the pavement around
I make and all I do is
bile.
Darlin' I can't get up today. I can't find a way out of this worried mind. Frozen man is, long dull pain. Stolen refrains. Mostly black, a little bit green. Sometimes what remains is not good enough to care. Hard luck dames, mystery trains. All is, but don't seem, or get close.
