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Cadaverous-funfair – Promote Yourself




All the words fade

And life’s an arcade.

Neon lights glare.

Auditory nuisance

Flood the senses,

Masking defences.

Cadaverous funfair

Of decrepit destruction.

I try to find the place

Hidden for me,

Clandestine as it maybe.

Radical reconstruction

Of soul sums up

This charlatans only hope.

Will I succeed?

Will sanity recede?

Only living holds the key.

But who will hold


Phen Weston

My blog is I live in the UK. The poems link is

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

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