A Whore Who Can't Drink (Christ)
driving home
on Xmas eve
from a home
where everyone eats-up
cancer.
the lights
of the city
we are whizzing by
are so welcoming.
that is the beauty
of advertisement.
I wish I was drunk
on Xmas Eve, 2008
or stoned
like everyone else
at the party.
I wish I was out
in a bar
on Xmas eve
with people
in a conundrum
like my own.
who don't want to be
anywhere right
now.
my mother
is crying
in the front seat.
I didn't eat any of her
food.
because I am
not hungry,
but very thirsty.
I am Dry.
I say "ex mass"
because i can't
say christ
without feeling
like a whore;
who can't even drink
any-more.
I smoke
cancer-sticks
and watch
my loved ones.
away,
from this.
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... Stalin had a FANTASTIC moustache.
Formerly known as the Prime Minister of Spain.
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