Cocaine
strangers spill the death of their dreams in dirty hallways
aluminum roller coasters collide into the tears of a mother
jet strangled wings around cockpit
streaking past unfocused thought
euphoric starvation carnivorous for the taste of sweat
jaw grinding rage snapped teeth marrow
latex mini skirts, disco, anal, Yahtzee!!!
tore through the apple then slapped Eve in the face
after the first one…
an ache so rattling you’ll sell your kid’s X-mas toys for another
slam it, snort it, smoke it, seek it, sneak it, secret,
a barbaric seduction that taunts the Viking within
bruised pores exhausted from keeping mouths open
potpourri fingernail polish, kerosene, and battery acid
replace days long past the light
afternoons duck behind blanket hung curtains
sprinting down into a hill with no bottom
ghosted skin stretched over plastic drums
the music has stopped and yet still I dance on
By: Bryan Matthew Boutwell / LiveFiction.net
