I notice her at noon
Stumbling across the sand
A stranger so welcome
In my barren land
Stumbling across the sand
A stranger so welcome
In my barren land
Although I’m hidden high
She’s still noticed me there
She’s screaming and pleading
Oh, I know, it’s not fair
She’s still noticed me there
She’s screaming and pleading
Oh, I know, it’s not fair
She’s fallen for me now
Shaky on the slaughter
She weeping, she’s gurgling
A fish out of water
Shaky on the slaughter
She weeping, she’s gurgling
A fish out of water
She’s my heroin, heroine
Now she has surrendered her feet
To her dear, love drunk Vulture
She’s so beloved as meat
Now she has surrendered her feet
To her dear, love drunk Vulture
She’s so beloved as meat
Re-drafted version of ‘Love Drunk for All’ published in the
fifth edition of ‘The Writer’s Quibble’ under my pseudonym 'Jack Sloane' http://writersquibble.blogspot.co.uk/2013/09/the-writers-quibble-5.html
Enjoyed it. Wonderfully dark! :P
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