Friday, June 12, 2009

The Aftermath Of You

"Someday I won't feel no pain, Someday I won't have a brain." - Black Flag

Life Loves Dead Ends.

Dead behind the alley
waiting
for you.

I belch fire like a smokestack.
I burn alcohol like a muscle car.


The Aftermath Of You
rip the flesh from the bone
until nothing remains
but bone
waiting to bleach 
beneath the summer sun.

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