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No Poetry

 
no beauty will be uttered
from these lips today
 
poetic horizons
have turned to ash
blown away
by the monster
called pain

see I hurt today
too much alcohol
the culprit

my stomach is doing flips
body aches
mind in a stupor
singing the hangover blues
 
you took the last whiskey train out of here
leaving me pale
sick & twisted
 
your spirit impaled me
released my demons
as I was forced to swallow them
one by one
 
they went down hard
choking on my own gorge
as my stomach convulsed
all for that mellow feeling
to quiet the internal storms
 
the devil has his ways
he enters silently
creeps up on you
slips inside & takes control
 
with wild giggles
the spirits have their way  
as you leak from both sides of your mouth
the things they would have you say
 
you took the last whiskey train out of here
took my poetry with you
left me aching  
without a thought to spill
 
 
 
 
 
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved
 
 
 
 
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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