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I want to drown in a wine glass

In this lazy bunch of sour fruit

I am a crystal chalice

Empty and impure

I am aching for rough edges

And eyes that no longer see straight

I want to fall away from you and myself

What else might I do

All actions are meaningless, eccleisiastical is now

I can no longer comprehend red and white

And pink scars

Railroads to escape

And crisscross my inconvenient stops of inflammation and disgust

I am sickened by my drunkenness

But it is more welcome than this skewed world

This ill-reflected perception of immaterial truth

Your voice echoes from plain blue walls

Open and hideous

Lenses are irrevelant and useless

Unacceptable are false humility and perfection

Day one has run away to eternity in loss

Beginnings are escaped

Edit, edit, edit

Strife trumps change and criticism lies festering but alive

My heart runs away from the source

Dripping, it screams for redemption

Wring it out

And drink it down