a hellish hunger frozen over
icecicles for teeth im sober
like chewing rocks as i get older
one day it will be over.

life is a 2D four-leaf-clover
theres nothing when you turn it over
one day it will be over.

the devil died and came back
to build houses on my shoulder
rocking chair on front porch
creaking cracks til black
is what the snow turned.
there was death
in every breath
i ever told her.