Rock bottom at the end of two weeks of infinity. Excrement lipstick applied in a sightless room. Coughs that echo like gunshots. Drinking the shame away with a short hour of spoiled champagne; body-temperature warm, with sinus-burning bubbles. A scalding-hot bath in the inky darkness. Alcohol-babbles hiccuped at emergent stars, scarcely beyond a fogged window. Swallowed whole by the ever-hungry maw of sleep, as calloused hands slowly bruise a too-full heart.
5:17 p.m. - 2021-04-09
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