Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 24,061 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Sing Me A Drunken Gospel (Song) - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Sing me a drunken gospel
With two hands held together clutched in prayer
Ah, I'll bring the sharpened axe
To cut that tether binding you to another
Ooh, I'll sing you a dawn chorus a song,
A drunken gospel, then I'll be gone.

Oh, sing me a drunken gospel
Till, we get both cold stone sober
We'll have such a heavenly choir of a time, tonight
Ah, I'll bring the sharpened axe
Just you still yourself, but don't get too relaxed
And together we'll feel the leather and lace

-Of a magic drunken gospel
Oh, I want to bite you and kiss you
Hear you hiss, when, when I leave you.
I want you to claw like a vixen
Imbuing all you've got still needs fixing…
You still need loving not rescinding.

Oh, sing me a drunken gospel
I want us to meet in that river of love
And get baptized all over again
At least until the sun rises above
And the gaslight of daylight hits the pedal
Ooh, my midnight's petal. Oh, my midnight's gospel.

Oh, sing me a drunken gospel
Oh, sing me a drunken gospel
Oh, sing me your drunken gospel my devils angel.

Topic(s) of this poem: song


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 8, 2016



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