float on the dregs

and down the hatch,

slip-sliding like Jonah,

abandoning

whipped cream motor oil taste

in a misused throat

on the way to oblivion.

feet pitter

patter

pound

on brittle racehorse framework.

lamps overextended

and sunkist dry

with borderfringe slipping

into dialated peoples.

rusted lungs

wheeze fast into delapidation.
syrup thumps audibly

through distended veins,

as subtle as

duct-taped drumsticks

in back pockets.

movement goes

geriatric on acid

they shake

twitch

jerk

at greyhound speed.

sweat trickles down

to pool in collarbone millponds,

awaiting run-off

onto goose-bumped bosom.

white noise filters through

transistors drip-dried

in microphone feedback.

sustainance slides nowhere

like wet tar on used cars,

but we've evolved past mastication

and moved on to miracles.