“Again.”
I’m burned out
Sick of this shit
Brain on overload
Snuffed out, Quit
To wake up to what?
Fell asleep with a lit cigarette
Between my lips
Out of advice
Ain’t leaving no tip
I need another sip
Craigslist was cancelled
N. Hollywood Blvd.
is what hits
Back to the Skid
I’m not on a roll
Rockin’ instead
Kissed by a virgin
So said, that is
All of this nonsense
Is Terminal bliss
As the California Sun
sinks down behind the Hills
It was always you I was thinking of
You
All the cheap thrills
An overdose of
whatever you are
Drinking more
Sleeping Pills
I’m out the back door
Running for real
I dropped her off here
But “here” is
actually “nowhere”
Stubborn gaze
Dead End Stare
Touching everything
that’s there
It don’t seem all that old
All this glitter was never gold
I swear she was right there
I dropped my smokes and she put one between her red lips
Blew some rings and kissed the air
Skirt too short and almost see thru
I’ve carried her home a time maybe two
A couple weeks
Maybe a month ago
She broke my heart
To steal my soul
But it’s all I was given
before I was known
The break up was
rehearsed
and I know the song
too well
Too much drama
Woke up wrong
What the Hell
In the midst of a bad dream
It was September
and that’s the last thing I remember.

© Cody Cleen