the room is dim and dizzy the world is
dizzying and stretched out too far now
the whiskey in my glass is just a taste
just a toxic solution to the equation of
spiraling adding up to the world at large hey,
world, i’m like you i’m bold and spinning and
wasted, exhausted, exhaustible holding on
with coffee-stained fingertips don’t
leave me don’t let me down
don’t throw me out over the
edge don’t trust me
test me tease me

you walk the moon
with such ease while
the world has me
hanging on too tightly


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