Sitting here for hours, a broken disgrace.
Bottle in one hand, a glass in the other...

Another smile to the disaster you encrypted
On my backbone, your tale scripted...

Her rust coloured finger nails against her poison...
Whispering...

Clothed in overflowing pinstripes,
Black and white jailbird...

Wilted flowers in the casket
A tear and handshake with the dead...