drunk outs
Candy fingers bar top tapping with the beetle crawls,
His swollen bones,his jaw response unsure,
Whisky slur and happyless private frowns
And barking quarrels at spectators.
A bungled ponce for a cigarette with
Spit connected spat smudged across his chin,
Ends his welcome with the cow and savage deputy
Moves him onto smashed hooves towards the door.
Out in the night giant elements heave pilled apparition
And rested vultures washed in thug stink wait,
From murky holes guzzle faltered drunks to dark places,
Lifting misplaced riches from their memory.
Cut to sorry zombie twisting in the dawn,
Dumbstruck and dewsodden,worthless for the way.
Raw poisoned flesh and eyes made fierce puddles,
Determined to crash,to die and be reborn.
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