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Pepsi Cola

Just when I thought it was over,
melancholy under the moon,
I decided I was tired of missing you,
so I tore off my clothes,
my past,
and sank into silk sheets,
ready for one last drink,
before bidding goodbye,
to my dreams of you.
Just when I thought it was over,
I choked on my Pepsi cola,
my throat slinking around oxygen,
cobra crush,
crimson cheeks.

Panic.
Panic.
Panic.

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I thought I was going to die.
Orchid across your shoulders.
I never meant to see your shoulders.
I fall beneath them,
my eyes sewn shut,
to avoid your own,
but still I cannot resist you.

I thought I was going to die,
and I realised,
the breathlessness,
the helplessness,
the panic.
Panic.
Panic.

It reminded me of when I look at you,
and it was not over.
It would never be over.

I wish I had choked to death.


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Drink It Down

I’m powered by pain,

that’s sponsored by Pepsi.

I’ll throw a brick,

with a brick blood manicure,

and my sensible shoes,

will suffocate my suffering.

 

I’ll hold your crimes above my head,

as I steal your streets,

until my arms break,

and your tangerine toddler tweets.

 

Lock me up,

hose me down,

I’m waterproof,

and I’ve drowned too many times,

to let you hold my head

at the bottom of the bath.

 

I am the dream he had,

we are your nightmare,

and your flag isn’t big enough,

to cover all our corpses.


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