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i have to keep myself in your head
before the alcohol erases me

i won’t carry you
when you already have a substance for a crutch

i need to call you up
before you go down on him
this sea of indulgence swallowing you
girl you better sink or swim

drink until the room spins
your clothes are off, the vultures grin

vomit into my waiting mouth
it’s the closest i’ll get to kissing you

i’m counting your sins
tallying them in my arm
blood drenches the sink
and consciousness is running from me

the tiles split my head asunder
what you’re up to I don’t have to wonder
you get with him in infinite ways
you’ll hear about my funeral in a couple of days…

Grady Falco


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