a
froth
coated
frown
lingers
on
your
faker
face
and
blood
stained
teeth
clamp
onto
lumber
jack
sleeves
never
again
will
your
saliva
enter
star
studded
palaces
or
monkey
butt
holes
or
reside
in
places
where
random
gaseous
orbs
do
business
don't
try
and
lie
or
gainsay
your
way
back
to
yesterday
remember?
that's
where
I
found
you
in
a
puddle
of
piss
lapping
up
what
you
thought
was
gin
and
wearing
your
grandmother's
pink
housecoat
