Now that you have
disappeared into the
mist, now the distance
between us has become
severe, now the rain falls
on the old tin roof and the
light from the moon is honest.
Deep blue shadows swallow
the room as the warm breath
of Hope Sandoval whispers
so softly in my ears, I drift
away into a delicate world,
a world where my mind can
melt into a million lonely stars …
Clay.M

I'm drunk, I'm drunk, I'm a silly owd sod,
Stumbling through the still shiver of the early night;
Each step a clumsy sonnet written on cracked pavement,
Every stumble a verse that mocks my fleeting might.

The fog of memories curls around neon glows,
Where lamplight winks in rhythm with my muddled heart.
Here, life is a scattered bottle of bittersweet prose,
And each shattered shard reminds me of its fragile art.

I laugh at the irony in this unsteady parade,
An ode to lost directions and moonlit confession.
In the echo of my antics, the city's secrets are conveyed,
While the pavement hums along in a raucous procession.

For in every spilled pint and every whispered rue,
Lies the raw, untamed truth of being splendidly flawed.
Though my path is crooked and the night askew,
I dance with destiny: a drunken, beautiful fraud.

And so I wander, a silly owd sod beneath the sky,
Grateful for the chaos, the laughter, the imperfect song.
In every stumble, there’s a glimmer that refuses to die,
A promise that in brokenness, we all somehow belong.

I am not going to tell you the name of the movie but 1983 I thought my mom was asleep and she thought I and our closeness got near enough to be seen watching the wrong ****** put a lookalike in the right life anyway the past like your body is always new and before the eclipse I pressed a bottlecap into your thigh

you will never
know
what this
is about
but sing
**** all
to your double

What if I am close to knowing
why
I have brothers

Life is the line drawn between death and death

Once I’ve seen your body I look at your body

I have been breaking bad right now,
Bend it over on me, for me.
Lean over, closer—
Your lips tasted like champagne.

Got a fever for this feeling I need to savor,
Salty whitish fluids keep wanting me more.
Dreams of getting intoxicated in the haze,
Feeling too anxious to pop pills, Getting lazy over ecstasy.

Mind flying in the daylight,
***** up my emotions.
***** and whisky over this ******-up life
Smoke ****, inhales pulverized ******* after s*x
Overdosed love, you say, but

If this poem is a free verse,
Can I have my life back without being under the influence?
I just wanna start over, start a new life.

Midnight hits different, when hitting you from behind.
Scream for me, will you?
No matter what pain it is,
It pleasures me within.

I just wanna overdose in pleasure and lust,
Not in some kind of drugs
Not in some kind of intoxicated smokes
I just wanna be drunk in love, not in alcoholic drinks.

When pain is traded for pleasure,
Just know that I will always be here for you.
I believe what we had is real, I know it
When pain already weighs pleasure now,
I beg you—don't stop, continue until you pass out