Clown
holes, big enough to be mistaken for
craters, create irritation
the memories...
they visit me in the night,
as if the darkness weren't enough
and the voices... they never end!
they remind me of the house constantly
filled your herbal essence
to speak to someone, who threatens with
   fists
is a killer clown,
the smile only make the knife
sharper.
and alcohol only makes the hits
harder.
but bear with me
the weed didn’t make you cry,
I didn’t make you cry
your F***ed up life did
your daddy did
Poor boy,
He beat the brakes off of you, you said
he broke that Chinese hanger
straight down your pink flesh, you said
   and your Brother
didn’t you nearly kill him?
to choose drugs
over his wife and children
is messed up, you said
though bigger than you,
you managed to make him black out
he’ll never do it again, i said
Negotiate. Promise on a promise. Please

But promises are made to be
broken, mom said
I promised to stay
I promised on a promise
to come back and lay
with you again
  And
You Promised to love me.
But Promises are made to be
broken