Mercury

I don’t scream

Or shout,

I don’t f**k about.

Life p****d away

In a stream

Of doubt

As it tumbles,

Fumbles forwards.

An awkward

Silence.

Did I have a dream?

Yes one day,

But I thought I had

Feet of clay,

Not mercury booted,

But I was suited

To play the game.

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