broken bottle role model

I'd like to thank the beautiful devil woman for breathing new life into this piece..







she
shows me generic genetics
in flashbacks
of

one

two

three

the next installment of
tasteless
just-got-out-of-prison-sex
biographies
duck taped
to the bathroom
mirror
and a similie
for unhygienic redneck
philosophies
quoted in
not-quite-white
parallel lines

habitual crimes
define insanity
when you
paint by numbers
of

one

two

three

minus sedated
screams

add a choke-hold
on some downers
held hostage
behind
bi-polar headboards
praising
a special kind
of jesus
in paranoid discretion
a prescription hiatus
for currency
of the preferred kind

one

two

sometimes three

but there's something aesthetic
about abysmal
disabilities
and she's full throttle
eidetic
lit cigarette
I'ma-down-bitch
fuck
me
inside
out
illicit not eccentric
razor blade lullabies

she
shows me what I'm worth
in accidental relapses
of youth
seethed in
what we both need
and somehow I know
there's not enough dope
to keep me high
tonight