drip..drip..drip
goddamn that bathroom sink
i’ve got to fix it
one of these days
i’ve had the same half empty
box of q-tips in my closet
for over a year
my razor is getting dull
the lights are out
and my beautiful morning birds
have all gone south

i’ve got this song stuck in my head
unkillable monster by marilyn manson
sometimes i feel like an unkillable monster
sitting here at six am
waiting for sun to exterminate
all our lonely shadows
as lovers and players
are sidelined
by late illusions
and a thousand different eyes
are blinded by
a burning black rhyme

classical wolves are in the parlor
trading tangled secrets
with merchants of fire
and outside
the wind chimes signal
another broken ending