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Theme: Despair

Memories of a Fruit Tree

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Alone in a darkened room.

Nick Drake singing soothing lullabies;
Through my disturbed brain, extolling me;
Saying: 'Come, join me Man'.

The memory clouds gather above
And shatter into a thousand wasted
Dreams, which fall upon me;
Multi-coloured shards of crystal;
Reflections of my empty existence.

Piercing my prostrate body, the blood begins
To flow; at first a trickle, then a torrent;
As it oozes from a thousand wounds,
Becoming a red sea of despair and;


And Nick finishes singing;
Of the fruit tree which never grew.


More By  :  Stephen Watson

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