my Suicide has lost both
its physique & its mystique
it lags hind me now
an obvious ugly cow
my Birth crawls at my heels
its one big tooth a constant reminder
digging into my Achilles tendon
my Madness walks
arm in arm w/me
i elbow it in the ribs
when its sneaky other hand
tries to pickpocket
the sane parts of my brain
my Love collapsed
miles & miles back
i attempted to give it CPR
it puked in my mouth
& then died
my Loneliness rides
heavy upon my shoulders
grinding its sad gray crotch
against the back of my skull
& my Death, ah my Death
is wagging its sweet ass in front of me
i keep kicking it a few feet ahead
not quite ready for its hot lapdance
full of maggots