the floor spits back

The floor spits back at me tonight

I curse my luck and groan at porn

And order out these foods of waste

Alone I‘m going down tonight

I cut my veggies on a dirty board

And clean it nevermore

I scratch and sniff it off the pavement

Take my spoon out of a drawer

Scratch the ginger in the sink

And peel it back, it makes me irk

I have a thought I didn‘t want

I never change it‘s all for blunts

I‘m such a mook, a goon, a runt

I‘ll never heal in times of snow

I cut them off, I let them run

I let them get away for blow

I‘ll never tell, they‘ll never know

I talk about myself a lot

It‘s never true, I‘m off the pot

I‘m paranoid, I‘ll kill this voice

I‘ll beat me up, then I rejoice

Treat myself like a coccoon

I‘ll eat myself before I starve

larvae carving out my wounds

Consume this body I discard