Cig Logic #5 sub cat. Intoxicationed
By whisperer
flame in hand
walk
24 hours until this world
your dream
or mine
still definately my hell
...ends...
two cigarettes later still watching this little spider hold her eggs close
and all i can think about is..
feed the spider
just fucking feed the spider!
the alcohol has soaked into my unshaven face
my god
i'm bleeding again
when and where the fuck did that happen?
how much have i had
*blink*
still watching Donnie Darko
...i think i spelled that right...
too many similarities only i don't think i'd be so lucky to get a warning
i woke up wearing an engagement ring that isn't mine on the finger of judgement
it leaves me wondering who is more intelliget
the buyer or the seller
for the buyer, more often than not it's the beginning of the end and where
ins all the glorious fuck did a sandle maker come up with Flojos
dark places and placid faces
puzzle the demon, break peace inside and leave no trace of that crazy urge
inside that rides you
it drives you
like a machine while you watch like a spectator while the referee(your
lust) dictates your depreciation
self of course
noxious lands of denial and cravings while torment ignites you
i've convinced myself i'm striken with existentialism and loss is key to
growth
but with all i've gained in the past month........
.....am i regressing?
fuck i can't think......
so steal my pride
shake me
take me
rape me
rape, consecrate, take, and forsake my drunk ass while i break under silent
confusion that will never show unless it's in violence against an inanimate
object
to be continued.....this is just too long for one sitting