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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