swill

flutters and stutters,

gulp at straws and

grasp at throats (wait)

drag me with you and

sink, sink,

drink, drink,

(swallow the demons and

dance with the heathens)

think – wasted – blink –

rivers flood the ocean,

truths dawdle on my tongue,

secrets take shelter in my home:

despair flourishes about, my

hopes have thoroughly drowned.

if only, if only you could hold my heart,

maybe it wouldn’t fall apart.

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