behind the bottle stands the dark shadow of my mind in the nude and drinking whiskey wasting so much time crawling thro the fumes bruised and clouded I swim into the floor & the bottle shatters, mirroring the fragmentation within, I scream from an expanding pool of whiskey in a slow motion haze, my boots knock on wood and my hair writhes half submerged in whiskey, the vacant winds of night crawl through the door I lap the whiskey from the floor behind the bottle stands the dark shadow of my mind in the nude and drinking whiskey wasting so much time -- an oblong oblique perspective, a wretched glance within a burnt psyche rings of thoughts pass thro' a mirror reflecting dark inner torture -- who will place boundaries on the hell within? these horrors of the mind lost in time a monster of self a drooling wound which time must heal or destroy the terror within devours me sucks out my insides -- vague twilight shadows, faint nausea, dull purple glow drips from the sun's last light and into the sick splintered caverns of my growling stultified mind, wicked blackness, impenatrable void of being, the crushing alarm of this existence, a mealy squirming monster raging within this broken soul trampeled by dusk and night and inner persecution throbbing the floor cradles my skull mute and sinister, the slow evening breeds layer upon layer of thick psychic insult, death within, deep clinging protracted confusion driving hooks into my soul from within a darkness within a mirror within a mind within a bottle sick trembling dead brain ghosts arise stabbing the heart the midsection dissecting strewn across a worm eaten landscape I look through the window closed eyes
