Healing, is what you find in the pour,
A heartful of hatred and anger, and sore.
Weeping into a vessel of lies your hand shakes violently.
What a *****.
Tears streaming down, you sink one more glass, the nails, tinsel go down.
The bottle of caltrops seemed so tasty in a crisis, home grown.

The traveller walked
His lonely Road
On slow and solemn stones.

He stared out into
The fields of sorrow,
And thought about his own.

They came to mind
But left his memory
Replaced by what he'd done.

And the crystal sunrise
Gone forever
To find his way back home.

Thin wrist,
Fat belly.
Disproportionate sunrise.
When you take a ****.
Factory products
From an insistent buyer.
Customer discontent.

They rolled her up in the rug,
And carted her off to the incinerator.
Nobody knew who she was,
But her needled skin looked like she had one last ride.

Billy bear, smiling hard,
Sandwich gone let's go.
Billy bear, smiling hard,
Chair in place, rope up smart.
Billy bear, smiling hard,
Neck in place, kick the chair.
Billy bear, smiling hard,
Straggling madness, noise is made
Billy bear, smiling bestest,
Neck is broken limbs fall limp.
Billy bear, broken sandwich.
Swinging limply
Billy bear.

Her lips
His sauce
His eyes
Her lips
No sauce
For her
His sauce
For him.
Her hand
Smacked away.
No sauce
For her.

Trail blazing for coins
She chunners to herself.
Singing a song
Nobody knows.
Vocational begging
She has all the skills.
Whatever you want.
Give her a quid,
She'll shower you with praise.
Give her a note,
She'll give your **** a name.
Pay her a fee,
She'll writhe in the dark.
Patrolling the alleys
It's all the same.
Her gypsy heroism
Keeping all the girls safe.
Her job is the same.
Toothless by daylight.
Desirable in dark.