leave no evidence,
other than your body
hunched over porcelain.
a moment of bathos, please.
you just couldn't keep it down
you just couldn't help yourself.
fighting just to walk, knees deep
in saturated ground, gangrenous
cold and swelling, but they're ignorant
like a ship colliding with an iceberg.
it's not everyone looking
you're watching yourself.
named after the dead,
a life unwelcome, i'm simply
a fraction of that carbon.
lost letters and the sterling receding
i'm a future teller, it's Groundhog Day
zipping around like a broken record
lower your expectations, you won't be disappointed.
tomorrow will be the same, same
old excuses, old lies, old problems
it's like falling asleep at the wheel
again and again, until you're too heavy.
pleasure is medicine before the pain
when biology dissolves chemistry
when your blood courses thin and
consequence rides high. oh no.
like a treadmill, hamster running a wheel
what are you running from?
so i'm here again, cause i just can't help myself
yellow lines, in a final pose with my head down
it's all wrong, vomit in my hair, reaching
for a call, but I slip.
all these potholes, full of skunk and silver
can never be full enough.
i'm life's masochist, seeing how much i can take
how much more have you got to earn from me?
YOU ARE READING
you, and my materials.
Poetrygive me a few moments of your time so that i can dress you up in poetry give me your eyes, see the world through mine i beg you to be gentle, please have empathy this is your world, on the floor, by the bed like laundry, pick me up and use me. s...
