LoveThat’sNever beenTasted Is [Probably]Still Delicious. Meanwhile, You can: Pass theBottle BackAndForth, MaybePierce theCork; Even, [light gasp]Open it.. ..For aLittle. Enjoy your SweetA-roma LikeIt’s theOnly thingYou have. Share Your EmptyGlasses. Make aToast to Sobriety From each Other; Forever Drinking your a-part. Continue reading Like a Fine Wine
my lips, cuticles, the insides of my cheeks, the callous on my left middle finger where pencils and pens made their mark on me. the self-harm is a hobby of mine. on particularly bad lapses of time [like now] these fingers dress in band-aids, my lips layered potholes from frantic nibbled tears; at night i lie awake afraid to know the aftermath of what drink … Continue reading I’ve been Biting
I am my own chemistry set. experiment: how many beers, chili lime potato chips, and lemon bubble waters does it take to start a volcano? make ruins parts in you left that think of him? molten lava each that still wants, memories pompeii’d. leave them charred ash still in shape, despite themselves. burned alive so quick in place they could never stand a chance to … Continue reading science
Every night i drink, [and, I mean really drink] i forget the gods arent always going to forgive me. the next morning after desecrating their holy temples. i beg for their forgiveness: “please, take these offerings of nutrious food items” “i have travelled far from the bed i’d like to still be sleeping hungover in to worship you all,” “please cleanse me of these sins … Continue reading pray for Them
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