Razored Reality
I’ll go on a bender
a Fredric March worthy club crawl
through a major state capital
I’ll be tender
I’ll love myself like Elvis
straight through the middle of the night
This shell of flesh
stuck in the maw of memory
such a long time
to be alone in the dark
April 2, 2017
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