ALTER EGO

Left this city you haunt

Fell head-first

Into depthless woe,

 

Slept on a gruelling mattress

Before lining it with enough

Firm bodies

To wreck my fancy for you,

 

Ribs aching;

Haven’t eaten since

Inhaling your last slander,

 

Lungs undulating

With the pounding rhythm

Of a new girl’s hunger,

 

Found a few more spots

Could probably teach you;

Moved on from heartache

But somehow still bleeding,

 

Bed never cold

Asking them to leave humility

At the door

Taste in women

Left up to my wandering tongue,

 

The stench of sin

The only perfume

Memory

My only weapon

Against you.

 

 

 

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