On and On and On

Awake with indigestion from alcohol and protracted study. Chipped tooth, all I want is a Long life and perhaps some other body, no more pieces or movies just calcium and Plaque in correspondence to the relentless tug of the ground below Full of doom like a bridal veil, in the middle of March with your hair strewn, back arched Like a bridegroom, enamel thaws and combusts, there's something about us, that's Paralyzed by security, prefers estrangement and travesties Champagne like a pacifier, roulette wheel indiscreet, steel beams form and perspire Perpetually incomplete