a blow to the brain a sweet distraction to kill the appetite a flush of sugar to kill the appetite and then forgetting you for 40 years building houses for women whom you sent to remind me see how i failed you but that doesn’t mean it never happened this began and fizzled out once again too tired to love you or look for you in the suffering and did i forget to thank you for what i felt a moment ago when you beckoned me with god knows what drunken promises
