last call.

this house you have
filled the void
not even time could.
welcome to this place
memories from many lives
i can chainsmoke
here
i can drink my intestines off
i love
what you missed.

on your lap
weary
i slept a thousand years.
i made love
with no gravity..
have i died and lived
all at once
that medicine is my friend
still..
like on other
i even pissed on your virgin mary,
that seeing you born
i can see you finally;
for i can never leave you
but can be drunk for you.

the many faces you have
all resemble
portraits found and lost.

this place
was like no other.
moments those i bled
not only in gravure,
not in what is scathed,
only that i can say truly
you have been so lovely
in that evening gown.

my arms around you,
you made your sweat taste
eloquently
like brandy,
like happy,
like weed,
angels and devils encore
like a mango grove

the night has grown old,
last call.