Getting Tight in a Tight Room

I'm

Getting tight

In a tight room

Where the head-lights

Are maniacally swinging

From outside,

As they try in their

Desperate way

To break through

The gloom

That's took

Hold...

...My hands reach out,

And pierce the semi-

Protective layer!...

What the fucks this stuff,

Anyway?...

...No way of knowing

Nothing

No how...

I'm...I'm...I'm...

...I'm a fright, and...

My body ignites...

...Behind the screens

And long drapes

I escape...

...When you've

Gone out,

And I'm left to me own

Miraculous devices...

...You could

Make yourself useful,

And bring me

Back

Exotic fruit,

Or you could

Bring me back

Death...

...But we all have our

Rotting place,

And here amongst the

Jewels,

And red tape,

In this place where I'm

Up against the wall

With live choices...

...I'm

Getting tight

In a tight room

Where the head-lights

Are maniacally swinging

From outside,

As they try in their

Desperate way

To break through

The gloom

That's took

Hold...

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2018

Bunny Villaire