words stumble in my mouth
like drunkard men
trying to find the light switch
after coming home
from a long night
of throwing their heads back
and sighing in relief
from the cold shots
of liquid pleasure
ice on my tongue
gagging on happiness

GOTTA GIVE IT SPACE TO BREATHE, BABY
words evade me like
trying to find your keys
in the dark
like standing outside
waiting for someone
TO OPEN THE **** DOOR
and everything smells like
the stale *****
of a dog no one looks after

words trip over my teeth
inside my mouth
like ripping the legs off a bug
and watching it try to
get back up
and run away
watching and watching
and wishing
to amputate my right arm
and give it away to charity
(give it away to clarity)

words get caught in my mouth
like dying fish
caught in a net
on burning asphalt
screaming and tossing
like another one
of those nightmares

NO LONGER DOUBTING
HELL’S EXISTENCE

waking up
in a pool of fleshy sweat