A little something for the kids..

These days pass like tired old work horses
Hallucinating in their sadness, the beasts bear my burden
Climbing steps for smiles only to bear the false fruit of future events
I am caught in limbo. I am bending backwards.

In the passenger seat, a stolen kiss
Airport sadness and a stiff drink to salt the fresh wound
Self medication and deprivation.
but settling for imaginary friends.

An insatiable appetite for satisifaction is being sedated with water and wine.
I am the drunk girl at the wedding and I will not last forever. Come find me.

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