SOL: Delirium

stumbling home full of
rum and ears still
humming the music they played until
early morning, trying to
tease the sun out of hiding
long enough for you to slip
your tongue between my laughing teeth
dragging the last bit of the
night sky over my tired eyes

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Moments Better Left Forgotten.”

SOL: Doomed

Offering up flesh like
Unholy sacrifice, baiting sinners to sink their
Teeth into something richer in the hope it
Leads them into damnation

I can’t help toeing the lines of decency
No one is as good as you think they are
No lips are as soft as you expect when you
Plummet head first into them like a trainwreck

3AM Thoughts // AKA “You Lost Me When You Slipped Into Consciousness.”

SOL: Coping

I could be everything you want if you’d let me but
I bet I would be gone before you got to see it through
Somewhere along the way in one of the many cities
I’ve been to, I left my heart at a bus station, waiting
On the bench for salvation that will never come.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “At One Point I Got It, Then Promptly Lost It.”