friday nights

separation of body and soul

separate directions fly the airs of the dark

night where we lose ourselves

in toxins that purify

our organs

poisoned by the tranquility of liquor

our lungs laced

in black cobwebs compressing

compressing every breath

breathe

to find peace

to find peace

have you found peace?

do you sleep on a pillow of tranquility?

smile in the eyes of stained glass

embrace the shards of a night turned sour

with sweet sweet consequences

HOLLIE CRAIG

22/05/15