Liam the Younger - Time Drips

Time drips into the gutter
Awake-moment-memory
Another bird shits, wings aflutter
All animals have a mother
Time drips into the gutter
She the poet scribbles and mutters
The trick to art is never to suffer
Though moving skies make her shutter

And then you see
A wild dream
Where everything
Doesn't repeat

Time drips into the filter
Someone's buried
Their treasure again
Not a demon
But exceptionally dangerous
Time drips into the filter
She the poet remains bitter
Sure sign of a winner
Sincerity makes her shiver

And then you see
A wild dream
Nothing's as it seems
A gift from you to me

Written by:
Liam Betson

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