crushed time, with a splash

the story of a man, a bar, and his vices...

and there it went
mysteries' unraveled
spirits stirred until
dissolved, no trace in the mix
and this drink
he sits, sips, drowns in
is purest disease
with darkest shine
the feeling in the pit
caustic concentrates
amplify destructive potential
opened doors blindly
to let it all out yet
all he's done, all done to him
is to draw it all in
smashes the glass on his head

and orders another drink...

- 1/11/97, 7:10 - 7:15 am

 

to the asylum