Lea Simpson Poems

Ghost flights piloted by evil men
Flying overhead
More young soldiers sent to war
En route to join the dead
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Three hours into our date
And many cocktails later
I’m in an utterly desperate state
With sensations growing greater
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I remember you saying
I was your muse
And I remember being rather
Amused
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When I was choosing a path in life
My father gave me a piece of advice

“Here’s what I want you to do for me
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Tongue licking
Bottom to top
Fingers sticking
From every drop
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Hearts don’t always do the same
When limbs intertwine

But for now I think you’re lovely
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Her heart has capacity like no other
And I’ve never seen arms that wide
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Like believing the weatherman decides when it snows
And that planting a tenner makes a money tree grow
Like closing your eyes means you’re no longer seen
And a world before you could never have been
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Huge clumps of homogenous night
Don’t you need a holiday?

Haven’t you run out of twisted delight for keeping my sleep at bay?
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I see dirty people
Behind a dirty peephole
Doing dirty things
For the money that it brings
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