Friday, February 25, 2011

Hangover

Hangover


Weep repercussion
In your dawn
We prep percussion
Injured on
The wrong din
Whiskey porous
Thronged in
Wish he poured us
Fewer potent potions

Tremble sincere
Trampled since ears
Concuss staccato aches
My eyes are scarred to scarlet
My belly's full of snakes

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