I Suck
I see it back there looking toward us
Whatever that thing that i look for is
A place where the sleepers learn to dream
I brightened up our new darkened silence
Put everything in the past behind us
Lit up the night like a match and gasoline
ANd i spelled out your name
from the bottom of my bottles
I learned to lick clean
Copyright © Stephen James | Year Posted 2013
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