unevens

harsh
harsh isn't it?

Molly got a fix today,
cause she had a broken trigger.
we're so fucked up and
the sun ain't setting,
just...
so it will be forever yesterday

tomorrow I will tune the violin
and tie my shoes.
and her humor was never dark,
sugar-free lemonade her caustic joke.
hence, I tasted her and she tasted like lemons, too.
eventually,
i spilled some juice in a coughing fit,
while at the black market,
then we made love,
right there where they sold the crumbs,
and all the smugglers stared