Too tired to talk or care stare out black window cant see reflection
remember another state and time everything was simple
Lost and regained then discarded bonded to each others
essence, black bottom utensils, ice water rush not the real thing
Everything a lie or just sensation desperation
Couldn't bring myself to ask answer would have broken me
Sin
Money
Death tattooed over scar tissue ink spread so deep became truth
Texas could have
saved consumed or surrendered
One chewed up One regurgitated one left behind
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