You say
you hate drama,
but you create it.
Purvey it,
enflame it, and survey
your small entertainments.
Your tongue, slimy
and foul as the bullshit you eat up
daily to distract
from the hell you create.
Burying pain,
compassion, understanding, fear
with judgement and whiskey.
Your eyes permanently blurred
so
you cannot recognize
your image
mirrored.
