Head Tipped Back and Dreaming


Hatred sent in a self addressed envelope

Bottle of multi-coloured pills lay

On the table before her

Bursting in flashes of illuminum

Timed to perfection with every pulse

A steep fall in temperature is expected

Soon doesn't ever come quite quick enough

That's if he even bothers to turn up at all

My letterbox has just one letter inside

The one from me

Head tipped back and dreaming

Of a better tomorrow

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