The toilet’s mouth
Turn my intestines
Inside out
A mash up
Of leaves and whisky
Broken dreams
Face damp
Sour and salty
Ceiling dances
Light flickers
I crawl
Into
Your
Heart
Bitter smoke
Wet tips
Please stop
Throbbing skull
A thought
Multiplies
Endless stream
Of why’s?
Why?
I lay suspended
Between blocks
Body’s a cage
Of debris
And whatnots
Sanity
Spiraling
To a black hole
Of what was.