The Clampdown

You are as beautiful as I remember In the dark of red September How the fossil fuels burned Gutters churned up stinking filth Spluttering emotional wreckage Over the atmosphere of the stage Smells of ravishing blue caught up in the nest How they worked and twisted at my shore Licking my feet with a saintlyContinue reading “The Clampdown”

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