James and I just like sharpening our minds
iron on iron, and tonight we brag
we have evolved past the struggle for life
then tiny drops of red
shotgunned and glittered on the deck
silence, like a stalking cop
catches us off guard, saunters up the stairs
and points at the blood mist on the floor
then more, more sprays from our heaving friend
wrenched over a stolen desk
hacking at red roots in her throat
then drawing in her breath
through the gravel in her neck
sputters in a bubbling little choke
stillness is broken by her hand, batting,
at the sticky scarlet strings ******* on her chin
It’s just Redvines, guys
we hear it, unconvinced
eyes still stuck to a splatter of stained saliva
where something confident had been spit
but dribbled like a weakness from her lips
but after she had wiped clean
the candy bleeding from her teeth
we lit and toasted a smoke to long life and to health---
if on us it depends
may it never come again.
Dec 13, 2011
Dec 13, 2011 at 6:20 AM UTC
James and I just like sharpening our minds
iron on iron, and tonight we brag
we have evolved past the struggle for life
then tiny drops of red
shotgunned and glittered on the deck
silence, like a stalking cop
catches us off guard, saunters up the stairs
and points at the blood mist on the floor
then more, more sprays from our heaving friend
wrenched over a stolen desk
hacking at red roots in her throat
then drawing in her breath
through the gravel in her neck
sputters in a bubbling little choke
stillness is broken by her hand, batting,
at the sticky scarlet strings ******* on her chin
It’s just Redvines, guys
we hear it, unconvinced
eyes still stuck to a splatter of stained saliva
where something confident had been spit
but dribbled like a weakness from her lips
but after she had wiped clean
the candy bleeding from her teeth
we lit and toasted a smoke to long life and to health---
if on us it depends
may it never come again.
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