Drip Poem by Chris Embrick

Drip, drip, drip
Run out the clock
Kaleidoscope dreams
When the pressure drops
By invitation only
Tears declined
Just a few homeless friends
And this angel of mine.
Prodigal child
Disconnected man
Mama breast fed me
With a whip in her hand
Cold dark eyes
Ruby red lips
Mind phantoms linger
In this drip, drip, drip.
Progressive insanity
Gutter rat dreams
No more rehab
To silence the screams
I drugged my ambitions
On a cocaine trip
Now all I can hear
Is this drip, drip, drip.
No more resurrection
Life by a thread
Somebody's praying
Like I'm already dead
My hands are cold
And my heart is numb
Where was love
When I needed some?
Moral relativity
Truth denied
I heard about another man
They crucified
There's a stranger beside me
With scars from a whip
He's watching the clock
And this drip, drip, drip.
Drip, drip, drip
Run out the clock
Kaleidoscope dreams
When the pressure drops
By invitation only
Tears declined
Just a few homeless friends
And this angel of mine.