SomethingMore

assassin , addict
add another lucky strike
fuck this funk
as the stars start to talk
and the correct course circles back
    around
about being reborn -
ante up and bring a new normalcy
    back into your life
beat back the blackening scourge
and rip at the rotation of
    earthly equivocals
wraith of another written life
leering longer into the blackness
angst allowed to hang around
bittersweet bellyglow of days untold
wretch against rivaled ambiguity
and drag again again again
a cancer is greying my mind
course correct and spin back into
    this smokey room
maybe it won’t work again
with this numbness gnawing at my neck
pulling down into my lungs
again around my head
    heedless of the mental mastication
the end burns into the night
and over into the sunrise
this is going to be another long one