Fear coffee burning lips. Already scared scared by the matriarchal punishment of general teeth. Bursting forward to siege the mouth, searing seizing agony that lasts a briefness eye blinker. Try to guard the way with hypocritical stained bone, marinating in the fizz of the fight between what you want, what you need and what will kill you in the best most bright way. Today death is the harder option, with up paid bills and a missing credit score. Tomorrow brings a new hopeful sun kissed sky that bludgeons book ends and un tongue tipped words. Don’t even enjoy the taste, just the heat and the eye punches open. Woke. Past tense. Sleep now tighter frightened of the big bad pig that crosses territories into safe hospices. Scarf clad, boot decked, cup clasped, hat tipped figures litter nightmares. Documenting your fall from fast paced hope to the langsam lofty ideals of sleeping on the parentals sofa.
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