winged words – TB

13 May

All remaining hope goes down
with the sun.
I go where all must go.
I drift onto that place,
after topping up my imagination
with some more gin.
It gives wings to my words
for them to go where others won’t,
somewhere beyond history.

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One Response to “winged words – TB”

  1. sedge808 May 14, 2014 at 2:00 am #

    …mmm…gin

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