the amber flame licked your throat and
burned in the bottle until you swallowed it all
you sank into black dreams
of your wife writhing between hospital sheets
her sallow skin shifting under final breaths
of her skeleton hand falling slack against the bed
the ring on her finger clinking on the hospital floor
the metal as cold as her lips
you woke, scotch stale on your breath
groped in the dark for the drawer
blinked the booze from your eyes and saw
it rested heavy against your head
the trigger hugged your finger
the metal as cold as her lips
you felt the grinding of the barrel against your head
heard the click and prayed she would be there
her skeleton hand out for you to grasp
you woke, writhing between hospital sheets
the lights peeled your eyes open
this wasn't heaven
the blood crumbled as you touched your temple
you wanted to run
but your leg lay slack against the bed
your hair grew back, covers the scar
you lean on a cane, grip its neck
the metal as cold as her lips
... such... i dont know. like, i feel the emotions behind the words you choose. its like leeching onto my heart or something. <3 <3
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