Sickening streaks of
Suicidal moon.
Dancing wildly
With a short fat woman
To the howls of
Old crying mexicans.
I stared into the mirror
I liked it.
For once
It made sense.
Maybe it was just
The death digesting
The poison in my head.
I locked myself in the room
"You'll be alright you'll be alright"
Awake for 24 hours
"youllbealrightyoullbealrightyoullbealright"
Then I slept.
In the morning it was gone
And so was another piece of
Bodymindspirit
But hell...
You should try everything
At least once...
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