J.D. St. Anthony

You don’t have to explain.


I can go so far with you (like this).


Until the wheels fall off, until the last drop.

Can’t sleep sense off.


Conversation of the deepest.


Last straw-draw a light for the night.

You exist in heaven, but what a beautiful hell.

All the world is well.


Under a spell,

Under your spell.


Exploring potion and tonic to escape logic.


Weak as all from your smell,

so many to tell.

So many to tell.


And a taste…


There is so much to tell.




I light another cigarette as you remain healthy.

Help me.


(And she left.)


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