Crying on the back porch,
feeling the familiar gut twist,
***** shank,
rib bone raking,
everything taking,
violence the lie of a solution,
moral prostitution,
bury lies skin deep in ink screams,
pages tearing like dry skin,
eyes dialed into the breaking point,
memories of all the places you've slept in your bag,
sky turning its eyes on me,
spinning clockwise off centipede wine