Asphalt

Hungry, starving, disintegrating stomachs beg

For their fill of burning lies and sweet slander.

Give it to me, give those ugly words to my mouth.

Drip them in from the needlepoint of a syringe

And let me devour the madness of the minds

Frothing and foaming.

Poison me.

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I am an addict, watching white clouds exit

From bloody lips split from reckless fights.

I squeal with that specific, feral craving

As those angry black clouds parade their misery

Across the open expanse of blue.

Give it to me! Give me the misery and let me

Succumb.

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The mystic river twining through the black,

Carving lines of flowing stars and spilled milk

Calls the spectres in my mind.

I float. I fly. I dreamt of what it's like to die.

My feet are untethered.

The pale blue creatures lifting like fungi from my scalp

Doom me.

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To a life hovering six inches above ground.

To look above and feel those pale thoughts yearn

For something they can never touch, have, or keep.

I am chained to the chase.

The lines of the road own my journey and the clean curves

Of black asphalt keep me eternally

Subdued.

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