Dirty Pretty Words

Dirty Pretty Words prose poem

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Incandescent lights stream across the stark blackened night
breathing in the intoxicating smoke swirling around you;
Deep cynical voices cackling manically rumbling through the dank dark corridors,
phosphorescent lace velvet floating in the calm cool air;
Tantalizing deep dank thoughts running through your head,
disastrous results flooding in suddenly and out of your control
A volatile stench chokes your small simple words
crashing you down on your blood soaked knees so full of scrapes;
Glitzy emerald cream smeared across your pale cool eyelids,
jet black liquid scrawled on ever so carefully from corner to corner.

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Saurin Desai

Lovely title and the poem more than lives upto it… wonderful


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