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Late Night Bitter Poem

from A Lounge Full of Demons by Bert Honour

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Late Night Bitter Poem

This fleeting feeling of togetherness and unity is cut painfully short once more. The additional drink has left The Performer slouched over his instrument like a slain beast, with a feeling of hurtful nostalgia and bitterness running through him. The rest of the room is forgotten once more and he aims a slow number directly at the ones unwittingly paying for his presence.

The Faux-Angels take notice of the opportunity and glide unnoticed to the exit, silently thanking the drunk for his distraction. The Earth-Devils are far too preoccupied with anger to even attempt to stop the retreat. The evening is drawing to yet another disappointing and unsatisfying climax. A knowing smirk forms on The Performer’s contorted face. The night is almost at an end and with this comes release.

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You stuck your tongue down an angel’s throat
She still flies, but she cannot go
Back to that place she once called home

Looks like heaven’s lost a soul
Because you could not keep control
For her, the bell has truly tolled

You claim you’re deadly under the sheets
But I know you’re still a coward out in the streets
You act the big man
But the reality’s you’re weak

You must return from whence you came
Even angels tire from your sick game
I think we both know who’s to blame

You might as well have clipped her wings
Tossed her halo towards the bins
Oh, what an embarrassment of sins!

Well boy, you’re heading for a fall
You’ll pay your penance after all
The meek were silent
But now the damned have got their call

When the day breaks
That’s when the heart aches

You stuck your tongue down an angel’s throat
She still flies, but she cannot go
Back to that place she once called home

Now, I don’t believe in divinity
But if your fate were up to me
Well... then I’ll see you in the fire

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from A Lounge Full of Demons, released March 22, 2021
C J Burr - Original Guitar Melody

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Bert Honour Oxford, UK

Singer-songwriter from Oxfordshire.

Misguided, wayward and fueled by whisky. Breaker of strings, glasses and eardrums.

Primarily a songwriter and author, Bert is also a mediocre singer, guitarist, pianist and harmonica-ist. ... more

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