What's Going On...?
The severing veins in your aqueous pools,
Where the vessels bleed like cotton candy,
I watch and wait, I watch and wait,
For signs of remorseful movements.
A frozen concerto of razor thin ice notes,
Hang coldly silent above your vapid mouth,
I listen to learn, listen to learn
Music lessons of some repentance.
In the back-bitten bile of your leaking spleen
Venting black boiling blood like molten tar,
You hide and seek, hide and seek
With your eel-like elusive soul.
In the arch-shaped instants of passing,
When clouds scud scant fear in your eyes,
I look to see, I look to see
What’s going on in there…Mr Blair?
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