8hz

three pills twice a day
i cant remember your face
i guess i dont mind

my gun misfires

scorch-marks lash across my hands

i hear rabbits laugh

the vile creature writhes

a limbless mass of wet flesh

convulses and spits

memories rattle
at the bottom of my lungs
i know what i am

mosquito bitten

sun-burnt and dehydrated

we trudge through the swamp

mosquito bitten

sun-burnt and dehydrated

we trudge through the swamp

so that’s the story

have i told you this before?

i lose track sometimes

i’m not welcome here

i have nowhere else to go

scratching at the door

staring at the door
i dreamt it was your birthday
and that i loved you

three pills twice a day
i cant remember your face
i guess i dont mind

memories rattle
at the bottom of my lungs
i know what i am

wake in an orchard

sunlight breaks through the branches

grass between my toes

is the waking world any less confusing?