Friday, 2 February 2018

Oblivescence

Daze, my mind was a whirlwind

Days, they whizz by without warning

Many different places you saw through all my phases

But now you don't remember my face


Hands linked, we twirled through the hurricane

Forth drink, you said you don't know insane

You shot me sky-high but that was yesterday

Today you don't remember my name


Behind the spotlights are the dead-ends blurred

Blind oblivescence is the new last word

And though you're complicated you spin me with champagne

We tip the bottoms up and we begin it all again.



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