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Monday, 16 January 2017

POEM: London Life


A soggy Sunday in London leads to procrastination and poetry.


London life is the life, they say
whilst sipping on a cocktail
marked on the menu
nine pounds to pay
a sickly sweet flavour
smog, sweat and tears
a concoction set to strip back the years
one sip is enough to strain the soul
should you open wide
and swallow it whole
it will crumble your heart
to a chunk of charcoal
just an ember of energy
which should you ignite
and mix with respite
will burn through the night 
to bring you back to life

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