Ghost
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The Alcohol Dream Ghost
I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on my butt about it, trying to stop me The being was some kind of a woman One who cared, one who loved perhaps One who followed, one who nagged even so But then I absorbed… Continue reading
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Glass of Atlas
Those bad mojo memories Coming back to foil and kick A decent day turned down low Shadow records play in the dusk-lined room One lonely bed, one lonely chair, one lonely window Views of the widows on the walk Black dresses and veils Black roses, black nails Thinking about the dark side of the moon… Continue reading
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Torturous Vampire Blood-Ade
A cup of rain A bucket of pain A drum of love… I was walking into the café with a ghost I was talking about a dream Something to do with red berries And torturous vampire Blood-Ade “Ohhhh yeah!” The police come bashing through the wall Guns drawn, yelling, tear gas and confusion My only… Continue reading
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