You drive this inane agony home
With your unsympathetic hate-me-words.
Call the ambulance . i’m drunken obviously
Wrong and coincidentally tripping over hostility.
With your acid increments tediously devouring
My depression void-of-meaning sacraments.

The bottle is empty and you’re driving
Your nails into my sternum as my cataracts haze over
A little bit more.
With every sip of your loneliness..
With every pressing second of my subsistence.


.
But when you kiss my presence like
I’m glowing infidelity spiraling hopelessly downward
dying at your very feet
It’s perfect. For one minute.. until your
Gaze wanders elsewhere.

Defeating the only meaning
Left after our fight of tongues..
And your feet can only walk on
So much glass until your body will collapse
And the sun won’t come up any longer.

You’re loving shadows..
Kissing frozen heavens and
Your teeth are embedded in my ribcage
.
From rolling around in your remains.

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