&Julia, behind the mirror someone watches it all.


Poem For Winston

Going down to the Victory Cafe
For some cigarettes and gin
I don't care what Father has to say
Or how the media tries to spin
It's never lonely, always a table
Does not matter who you're with
I'm going to be loyal and stable
Like a broken Winston Smith
Going to scream in abject horror
When the ratcage facemask is attached
Love the one behind the mirror
All disobedience will be smashed
It is always Now a beautiful day
Time to drown at the Victory Cafe




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Written on 2022-03-01 at 19:49

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
love the format, love the poem. fourteen lines make magic.
2022-03-02