September 22, 2016

He pushed a spoon to my lips
Wandering smoke pouring down
Wafting like clouds to the trees
I fight back to shallowly drown

Drown in the tears that fill
My mouth my bones my eyes
Drown in the drugs the blood the pain
Drown in the whispers of my cries

Midnight hair and poisonous
Voice filling the air between our skins
Our noses our eyes our chests
But no lips seen in your delightful sins

Smirk dance across the mouth
Inhaling beauty life delirium
Piece by piece like a puzzle
Drag the honeyed lithium

My saddening sorrow
What is left of tomorrow?

The memories the laughter the quiet
To our oblivious maddening riot

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