mazzy

mazzy
by mystery pirate

old one

watership wed to the moon eyed
girl
who thinks she
was born a werewolf
One and One are the same
in her brain
so she thinks she’s
a werewolf
the prune colour of her nails
and the escaping
hairs on her legs
reflect this
and the windows
with rickets
and the pine coloured
ash tray
full of everything
you could
smoke
save
tobacco
and they talk and they talk
in shadow’s and ink
in shadows and ink
the cure is there too