Memory Assassin
Sunday, 2 September 2012
the stammering daughter
You may naysay your trinkets,
step out of the lobby.
The table is set
with liquorice and honey.
Waylaid on an ancient ride,
your vehicle collides and nothing
can change the spillage and pain.
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