That's Brisk Baby!

your voice swells sweet, a bell,

yet a knell, that tolled me to

hell, I can't remember.

it seems so plain now, how

blazed hazed eyes

could’ve phased me.

they did.

crocodiles cry, sweeten the lie, it's

aspertame in lipton

tea, that's brisk, baby! brisk

walks we d take, harm in harm

I'd gloss the guilt you d fake,

try not to!

'twas there, wasn't it?

don’t care, do you?

enough to let

the truth be,

look! me

in the eye without

pity drops drip drops drop drips don’t slip

subtle speaks to change the tone,

you did this. alone.

and now

stale light casts

sheets of shade,

saran-wrapping me between smashed

photo frames. that was.

the permeatin' buzz of the TV fuzz

kindles a vodka palsy. I shake (not stir)

alone, perched on a

reclinin declinin throne...

cuckolded.