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Rehash like cat bats of slut lashes
Old bashing thrashed deader than the bowls that I'm cashing
Crafty drafts after laughter track mellows
And you're awfully damn slow for such a hasty fellow
I'm a stalker hungry stalking all the alleys you're walking
Eerie creeper creepy peering over things as you're talking
And I don't bat an eye
Over tell painted lies and breaking glass cries

Shrugging shoulders caging creatures
Who feed the shapes behind my eyes
Engaging shadows along the sidewalk
Drawing shapes from them to write
A restless weary phantom
Seems to reappear at will
At random
With a quota to fill

Enter like the shiver on the drafts between the timbers
That had crept along the river's surface
Fog possessed and felt
Across the back of ancient stoic steadfast stone
It's eating slow
Dead step left and a dead step right
Because I'm six feet deep in whiskey tonight
Let my ragged shadow linger under each and every light
Because it's eerie and it's haunted
This skull I occupy



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Writer(s): George Coe
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