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Current mood:creatively malevolent Category: Writing and Poetry
I have just watched a 2 hour documentary about Bukowski, am currently watching the DVD of Leonard Cohen"s 2008 concert in London, have spliffed up, finished the Jameson ate chocolate and continue to smoke the cigars like it was my job... too much sensory input? I'll let you be the judge... just wrote this wee small poem
THEN SHE WINKED
Mrs. Death laughs… deep-throated with an expected soupçon of depraved enjoyment a knowing twist in the tail of the peal makes even Death himself; peer over his shoulder
© Bette O’Callaghan
6:00 AM
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