She thought I insinuated intoxication
a drink of vodka in my hand
An attempt to halt the years
to cease the overflowing glass
of grief
Dripping oral ecstasy burning
sliding slowly into a parched dwelling
Script flipped with scented candles
music blasting the demons
seduction outlined by proxy
Psyche demanding an indefinable-
emotional longing
Repetitious witness to the ominous
A map of encirclement and destruction
Death absent, but not far from reach
with a flair of an arcane treasure
Starving hysterically naked
to be illuminated
beyond the hollow-eyed obscurity
Into a remarkable alchemy
Reincarnating the ghost
that once walked in brilliance
an exposition that faltered
Weak and weary
Tired of being left outside alone
I’ll take another drink
Unable to perceive the wounds within-
She insinuated intoxication
