Gel

 Please tell me your not here

Practicing being evil into your servant cleaned mirror

Trying to relate

To a man riding the subway

For a blur of days

Waking up from a drug induced delirium

In an attempted deliberate sabotage

To murder the part of the brain

Which knows there is no home to go to



Follow the trail of blood, piss and semen stains

When the shower fails to wash it off

Come back and have a seat

Then we'll talk about pain