redheadedleague

Hello, here's a poem:

A spider sinks his teeth in deep
I crush him without spite or rage
Because it's just the thing to do
A red welt rises where he struck
His posthumous revenge on me
But I can't feel a single thing

The cigarette I keep above
The doorway to this cheap hotel
Is missing, stolen by some creep
Who's enjoying those last few drags
I should be jonesing hard by now
But I can't feel a single thing

The couple in room one-three-three
Are fucking like Adam and Eve
Repopulating the planet
With a brave new race of junkies
They have a kid whose life is fucked
But I can't feel a single thing
The woman moans just like the way

That Mary did one summer night
Before she left for Hollywood
Before she hollowed out her brain
I should be jerking off right now
But I can't feel a single thing

The government has gone to hell
The whole planet is coming too
The human race has now been damned
You'd think it would be pretty bad
But I've been here in Hell for years
And I can't feel a single thing

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Thanks to everyone for the kind words and thoughts.

See some of you soon down LA way.