[dead man]

empty and dry. stale cherrywood, ashen or pine
cold breath. pitch black. half paralyzed
heart beat like thunderbolts. sawdust in my skin
recalling who i am but not quite sure of where or when
jar of hearts. heart of sin. amassed a lengthy collection
of bridges burning. different shapes, or dimensions. its raining above
i feel it drain in the mud. spongy wet like labia buds
to perpetuate the cycle - we decay. in a tux
polished nails, copper bells. scented with toxins
leather shoes you only feel when kicking the coffin
so heavy, this oxygen. lived shoveling perpetual dogshit
gave it back, hit the road and got arrested in Boston
cleared of all charges. cross the street, get assaulted
comatose like motorboats asleep in the waters
reaching harbor, half-rotted. screamed, still nobody's arrived
so let the sense subside. smiling cause we never will die.


DEADMAN