poetry of the Dark, Erotic, Violent, Religious & Macabre

Vaccinations of Sobriety

 

You’re goin’ to hell, this much I know

my conscience burps in a lengthy mp3 wave

I could feel the fiber optic cables pulling

within the bowels of my intestines resembling

the spaghetti straps falling off my waif shoulders;

 

ringworms, tapeworms, heartworms would be envious,

so would my dog if I had a dog and my cat despises dogs

but loves the Chinese fighting fish fighting with the

mating water toads whenever they get in the way so

my LED HD plasma TV resembles a human aquarium;

 

I can’t seem to trudge through the liquid pixels in search

of a higher equilibrium than my boyfriend who’s obsessed with

tossing back Vodka shots and listening to gospel rock music on JesusTV

while I’ve become obsessed to picking up the remote in my drunken stupors

to donate blasphemous portions of my spirit through PayPal for a good cause;

 

but Jesus keeps changing the channel on me, and we’re out of booze

and I don’t think the liquor store ‘round the corner accepts foodstamps,

I start to worry, the ringworms, tapeworms and heartworms gather around

my soul, pulverizing my senses with the empty booze bottles, as I try to 

hold onto what little dignity I had before facing the vaccinations of sobriety.

 

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