Delicious Poem by Gus Schreiber
Delicious
Erase the mind
destroy the body
now that its useless
in the furious, paranoid patter.
too many cigarettes
too much gin,
nyquil, cough syrup, pills
somehow it feels good
to bask in the delicious misery
of self destruction.
i can hear something
creeping up toward my door
but im not there,
im watching
you
now
leaning back
with a dull grin
growing on my face
Monday, December 12, 2011
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