melting ice cubes in bear glass
a handful of sleeping pills and cyanide
rolling smoke from burning ashtray
a gap of self evaluation?
before the quintessential immolation
was it a life worth living?
an unending saga of love and failures
intoxicating night
workloaded days
meditation on mirror image
zig zag foot steps
face of lovable parents
eccentricity, inconsisitencies and queerness.
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