stem the flow
Date: May 29th, 2007 5:25:48 pm - Subscribe
Mood: recalcitrant

the screen flickers into life,
with a burst of grey static,
the evening sun has fallen,
and the thermostat has broken,

you tumble off the sofa,
with a bottle in your hand,
your bloodshot eyes unfocused,
you scrabble in the dirt,

can't quite find the yellow one,
that would burn the fog away,
you're lips have turned all crusty,
you haven't bled today,

you move across the carpet,
like a snake across the dirt,
trying desperately to focus,
and blank your mind against the hurt

the ceiling lights have dimmed again,
the pain has just increased,
you take another mouthful,
and get temporary peace.

the burn, it rises in your throat,
the bile is coming near,
how did you end up in this mess,
the answer now is clear.
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