Doctor Says

the smell of cigarettes

the sweaty and dirty aroma of sex

the groans of the active beast

are replayed whilst

coffee is drank

without conscience

and when the

dvd comes

through the post

with souless images

of the vulnerable and the vile

your specific medication

ready to turn you on

to be taken behind

closed curtains

and solo

— Lenny of Cohen, Dec 12, 2007

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weirdelf

18 years 5 months ago

After reading this

I re-visited "Cradle of Abuse". What a pity those nasty ignorant little pieces of shit had their say, (sighs) the "price of freedom" I suppose, but they are gone and you remain, stronger and truer than ever. A brave piece that rings of truth. Not sure about the title, it is medication, but usually not prescribed. cheers, Jess wishing you a Salubrious Solstice