Bandage With No Face
pill after pill
torment bred torture
he hit me with a curse
I mean what I say
carry me
and I’ll carry you
met decomposition
I didn’t fold
I’ve sent hollows
touched napalm
tonight we inhale starlight
smoking exotic
the itch shrinks
empty cup
pass the Jim Beam
I need a triple pour
a moment
then some more
warm oak conquering bitter cold
a galaxy mixed beautifully