Bottom Barrel
image by Picasso
I scraped the bottom barrel
Whilst chomping on my tongue
limbs would close on dreams
days when times were wrong
and all those shattered schedules
Of a nuptial day
The dreams that kiss
Then fade away, the mouth that feeds
into the silence
ideas are bloody
they bring minds violence
and yet i seek the acid
the thirst of an idea
quenching this sand mouth
silk on throat
Liquor in blood
I am a verbal alcoholic
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