Poolside at Dawn

Ash crumbles snowing onto my knee,
his harsh whisky breath burns my eyes,
this deck chair wasn’t built for two.
Chlorine stench and early morning haze,
I trace around his tattoos with my finger,
she’s passed out on the diving board,
naked with her arms dangling down.
I’m gunna kill her first chance I get,
cut her up with my man’s favourite knife.
For now I’ll watch him dream of me
as the sun rises over we three.

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