forest drive by Boyfat

i dont need an ambulance
i just want a cigarette
i’ll wish away the time I have left
by spitting up what’s inside my chest

i’m living off of bread i bought
six days ago back when I thought
that I could run away from home
and get by against what I don’t know

I still have trouble when I think
about life and love and charity
because i don’t know what anything means
or how to act when people give me things

staring at a ceiling lamp
i am in a stranger’s bed
drowning in a sea of cough
syrup

♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ alallla la la lal al a la ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬

dying from obesity
little creature howls at me
begging for another fix
of raw chicken and laxative

creeping expiration date
cat loses hope as of late
only thing left in this home
ants have not cleaned to bone

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