Poor twisted wire lifeless.

Bartender! Another shot of dementia!

Worm crawled around an eggshell lookin

For hope and coming up empty.

Only drowning to look forward to;

In galoshes I’m watchin em die

But I’m the reflection in the graveyard puddle.

I’ve gotta killer headache:

A hook through the head but I’m still

Wriggling.

Another injection of internet pheromones?

No thanks, I’m braindead.

Open purple crawler

Ridge rib ridge rib

Were they Adam’s once?

Another blood in the sink.

Their pipes pierce through my soles.