Wednesday, October 30, 2013

have at me.

CAN YOU HEAR IT?

can you hear it?                                                                                         CAN YOU HEAR IT

             CAN YOU HEAR IT?                                                                                            can you hear it?





can you hear it?

because I can
scratching at the walls at night
the cells in my blood, screaming for it
I can smell it always
in the air
already in my lungs

fists fall away, 
we haven't even passed "go" yet
our two hundred dollars have been squandered
and our bronze game piece has been smelted
we've stolen, gambled and lied our way straight to the bottom
oh,
yes, 
this is the bottom
look around
the blackness 
it's yours
you created it

breathe

welcome home