Screw the past but don’t screw me, I’ll screw myself.

Oh stimulus, stimulant
How you are my limerent
Now we’ve abandoned
the great white elephant
Of trial and tibulation.

Hypermodernise the body
By caffeine laden follies
Till it’s held together –
though carefree and loosely –
By a nicotine tether.

I’d give my next roll-up
For a chance to sup on
The long dead futurity
Of nano-rollmops and
Finish the past by 3.

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