brain cells drain like
blood trailing toe holes
composing the semi empty
to mostly empty receptacle
that is man
carving
a habit rippling
into eternity
they’re taking their scrapings
extracting teeth
and plucking the roots
like Sitar strings
they’re just trying to return
the electric touch
bless ‘em for it
Doc cuffs the bills quick
Tabs a pretty sack
Of greenery so I’m
paying my way
with teeth and finger nails
dirty deeds and coagulatin’ oil rags
week of the next
peeling for fix
in the lobby
the nose
drip and waiting for the withdrawal
to shock like a cattle prod.
I can feel the magnetic waves
in the atmosphere
the blue cancer
They got it,
Pulled the last stale tooth.
and the heart no longer beats
but shudders
to free form jazz.
