I’m killing myself
Own muse
Substance

Hell in mind
Captivity in
Circumstance

Drunkard
What other word
Beyond thought

Blame into
Me

Time
To let go

And die

Though really?

I drown
Intoxicated
Inside my sea

Crushing waves
Tsunami triggered
Withered morning

Don't waste youth
Find beauty
Hardship
And sacrifice

Release your potential
Be kind
Draw breath
Forget the moments

Live for the future
End the writing
Self loathing
Bland aspirations

Divide emotions
And run

Dawn's echo
Cloudless day
Full of grace

Birds chirping away
Grills firing away
Cows grazing away

Foreign-born
Worn and torn
Belonging to no one

French name
Empty gaze
Plastered face

Blood
Terror and gold
Behold the old

Street
Siren and pain
Holdfast against the night

Temptation will last
No matter the hour
Deliverance a foregone conclusion

Lust after
My Phone
Patriot

He is called
App name
Monochrome in
His' portrait orientation

It can be
What I choose
Demand
Force into reality
***** foregone conclusions

I want to drink
Until the end
Of forgotten time

Let there be
A funeral fire
Withhold the time capsule

Rustic sounds
Should accompany
Alternating live music

Wood is warping
Bathroom darkening
It all stinks

Reeking of vanilla musk
Some savage old lady
Must have been here

I continue to drink
Without expiration
Giving into temptation

Wine contains a nutty
Whimsical flavor
Reminiscent of cashews

Salted just right
Stored on time
Purity in taste

Test has been passed
No more whims
Just explanations

For why I drink
Trying to write
Avoiding sobriety

Wanting ***
Confusion of the soul
Fusion for sanity

Sunday spreads
Wicked wings
Evil erosions

Condemning my being
Into ice
Deafening to my eyes

Plastering the pole
But in suspense
Avoiding the crowd

Can I possibly contend,
with a biscuit?
Perhaps not