Yell over me,
cow jumped below
the moon

The dairy sets
in, bubble guts,
hollowed out
cigarettes, nicotine
fix -- breathe

it in

One more beer
for the road, no
let's argue
about it for a while

Go home, you're
not right
in the head, but alright
let's go ahead

Exhaustion
sets in

Tomorrow
opens it's eye
lids and

teases us
with sugar,
caffeine,
and distraction

Sink in like
a ship into
the present

Deeper, and
deeper till

the past is no longer
the past

but rather

a single
digit existence.