Cling
numb is a costly patch
dented pilot
I’m face down
meander traveling
4 a.m.
parts bundled
tight or loose
real scavenger
I’m back clamped
between them jaws
I was trapping
counting money
blind drunk
serving fiends
vomiting rum
alley spewing fire
no act is easy
I know somebody
can hear this
feverish chapter
plummeting planet
divided terrified
guillotine numbers
cleaver camera
always rolling
picture wetter sharper
shaky breath
while I recover
skeleton and a heavy load
trauma without any space