Friday, 22 February 2013



00.44am




he grabs
me by the hair
and slams me down 
on my grave smashing the 
headboard and the lightbulb in the next room  

I try to get up and we end up bulldozering
a cabinet of china and CDs and all the 
glassware made for the do's 

he looks really angry ... 

I try to 
shake his shoulders 
to get some sense only 
to find myself hanging upside 
down ... he appears to be in conrol .. 

swinging 

if I could just reach a hold 
of something ...






23.02.13. © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved

misc draft 

my bed is made to look like a real tombstone 

complete with epitaph 

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