a negative space
once soft eyes burned through my soul
like hell fire coals

that is when I knew 
no water would save me now
gnashes to ashes



An underlying
Stink of rot lingers within
your sweet aftershave

Eyes that once shined bright
like a fluorescent lightbulb
Now mere hollow chasms

Spider veins travel
from your brow down to Yellow
Tinted fingertips

Your heavy whiskey
breath knocks me out and I dream
Of the man you were