Better Off
Bleary - eyed drinking
2:40 am wine
cigarette burning
since the advent of time
inside one single thought
in mynd,
red ember on the end
from fire
to ashtrash funeral,
with it we had to send
One single thought
to a liar
who believed his own
pretend.
to mutiny against him
(inside a manic head)
he says, "they're all against me":
Better Off Dead.
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