Wednesday, November 09, 2005

the flames are rising
and the tea burns my tongue,
shaking my fist away all day,
pain and aches come and go,
shaking all the night away in spasms.

for the period of a breath
take the moment to just relax.
and burn to ash,
no dont dare forget your name,
in the pool of piss on the ground.

eyes drip out of their sockets
and everything is harder to handle.

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