Breadcrumb #83


I heard screaming sounds
and wondered when I order
absinthe what they substitute
the green fairy with

I wondered what poison burns
through my system
in this late night, the floor
crawling up to meet my trousers

I stumbled away from her,
from myself, from the person
I used to think I was, stumbled,
muttered fuck three times

I wanted to order another drink
and wondered again what they
use instead of absinthe
wondered how small changes

affect the taste of life.

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