And the drink is poured,
And the pain is dulled,
And the blunt is lit,
And the mind is void,
So the fingers will dance
And do the devil’s work,
So the lips will cover,
And blanket with amber,
So the eyes will dart and zag
And the bees are in flight,
And remorse becomes the fly
Trapped in sap,
Don’t build dinosaurs off my mistakes,
Don’t let your lips unfurl into mine,
Don’t let the memories be renewed,
Don’t let the brush strokes paint silence,
With the doors closed and locked,
With the floor carpeted,
With the kitchen remodeled,
With the TV on mute,
With the noose tied loose,
With the chair felled over,
With the note written,
With the drink spilled…


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