A Sucker's High

There’s a walk in room,
A waiting room
Silence and lies flood the floor
It’s that smile at the corner of your eyes
Hiding the innocence of your lips

I once adored the arrow in your heart
It once allowed a perfect start
To an ending beginning
It was all written in velvet

When you gave in
He gave you in
Walk in room
Leave your soul at the door

To commit some sin

And I walk in, room
On the floor, in the corners
of your eyes, darting
Like arrows and lies

I wonder just,
who you’re trying to fool.

It’s a shrug, an eclipsed smile
Your in bliss, on a high
In my sky and I’m screaming
Because this promise, should last
In my heaven

It was our heaven,
You scorned with black words
And cold hearts
And he would

back you up
drug you up
pay to see my screams
and raise them applause

Ready to fuck us up.

He reaches with claws,
a neck to wring
To make my mind sing
grab hold forever

“I dare ya”

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A lot of my writing is inspired from dream and experience. This piece is derived from dream.

I dream almost every night.

<i>Dreams, as real as real
Real as real as dreams</i>


poem, dreams, drugs, lies

Shelley Warbrooke Photography shows the beauty and awe of nature, however small the subject or however vast the landscape. She is always filled with a passion to capture just how amazing the world is. She feels a familiarity with nature, even though in modern society it is vastly overlooked.

“Nature is our roots” she says, “and we need to find our way back.”

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