Tidy Desk Poet Rhyme

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Green Aftershock

                   When the emerald eyes of Ireland 
                      were clocks ticking in the sky
                   my brain was drowning in the sofa 
                            trashing against a tide
                    Anxiety levels raised like a black 
                 mamba in the grass, her poison set
               a timer running to see how long I'd last
                   As toes started to wiggle the heart  
                  thumped out its beats, memories of 
           that night's gig were, for certain, incomplete
               Eyes had not yet opened to the horror 
               which lay within until the smell of vomit
           found a path from the green waste paper bin
              An ashtray filled with worries sat beside a 
            vase of wilted flowers I removed myself from
              the sofa and sank thirteen shots of powers

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