2:09AM notes

[Bodey]

chewin skin off my cheeks, passin up the moment
fluidly it leaks as it scratches me to hold it
too much interwoven bullshit boiling the stove pit
wrists growin swollen, soiling me sewn-in
strollin down the block, puffin herbal medicines
stolen by my thoughts, grab a journal, reminisce
molded to be mocked: an infernal nemesis
smokin too much pot.. choked-up purple messages
a passenger of a fascist curse, no sash or girth
self-destructive massacre mixed with flasks of worth
the past is dirt.. oh unmask me, Earth
get me back on the track with the laughs that hurt