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Edin Unfurling by Gemma White

In 100 Poems, poetry on February 15, 2009 at 5:15 pm

Title: Edin Unfurling
Author: Gemma White
Number: 80/100
Allocated postcode: EH1

Edin Unfurling

Dank, dripping, music cave,
We huddle here for cheap beer.

Oh. Another Gothic vixen.
Lend me your vodka?

We can burn absinthe
‘Til the sun comes up,
(And the vampires have gone to bed).

Flagellation mistress,
Stumble with me;

We’ll land in the gallery’s glorious lap,
Mellow in its glow,
(We’ll be hearty as haggis).

We can tumble in,
And consume several sins.

Will I lean against bookcase,
And bump headfirst into toilet?

Will we steal champagne,
Make toast to marauding ned?

Will I lose myself tonight,
In your subterranean vaults?

Your eyes shine possibility,
Under the castle’s glowing ember.

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