Capillaries suspend in discarded tissue.
There are no accidents, only time
Can rectify my lies. Shadow-lit
Candles, as the wax molds the bend of
My knuckle. Burning and boiling blood.
Life is a lesson. Like bats reeling
From my open mouth, my thoughts scatter.
Drowning in the intoxication of wines,
Emotionless as seas. Timeless as
Dirt. Dulled nights when I dream.
Rings halo over stooping strangers.
I fill my cup with heavy molasses, and
As careless as a butterfly, drain
Sweet reincarnations of memories
Into my damned streaming tease.
My shadow traces these empty streets.
Cackling to hear the wind blow.