Shedding potentialities like crash-test dummies

Fact check mummies

Whip-lash

Cryptic mismatch

Now my brains all runny

Stained my undies

Jerking off bemusedly

Hopefully my muse can't see

Cause i'm trying to make it on the music scene

Lose this

Cinderella type sixth sense that the shoe fits

Barefoot type vulnerability only broken beer bottles can damage

Open wounds are my means of transport so i keep vodka in my jansport

As a first and last resort

Drunk driving crashed the hope-pinned prototype

Pandora's bottle opened- ain't a twist-off

Hope persists at an artistic distance as long as im guzzling shit that makes me restless contemplating going wristless

Suicide as a cosmetic fetish

Prosthetic blemish/ david cronenberg comes to mind

Head blows up like 'scanners'

My mom bought me a planner

So i can be unemployed on time

Mistook fish-hooks for axioms

It's like catch and release: immediate suffocation at the moment of supposed transcendence

Searching for semblance

In emotional idioms

But the order's hidden

I can only access it when im hiding

Under a table

Life has meaning when i hold it at a distance

Hands quivering i should drink

Less

I am a liver, filtering out poison- so the greater organism stays intoxicated. [X2]