On my palms breathing through my knees
trying too hard to like it.
Scraping every tip of every part on the jagged gravel.
Learning to ignore the taste of these deeds
Everywhere my youth explodes.
Ether and essence combine
weaving a double helix
cataclysmic as time erodes.
Guarding my sunshine place
my prescription isn't filled
as the last dust of dawn.
Obscured by a filanderer's faith.
Today you're my favorite whore
tomorrow my prophet
yesterday my saint,
my figment, displayed and portrayed in perfect form.
I'd drink you from the sink
I'd take you in the bedroom
I'd polish you in my dreams
I'd push you down the syringe
if it meant for just one second
that this was real.
bargaining, denial, depression
you were right to fear this lesson.
Cut the line
drown upstream of the surging masses
fade disappear succumb.
Live with that bludgeoning decline of time.
Maybe then.
Maybe then.