spirits burn my throat while i contemplate mortality
i smoke cigarettes far to close to their ends
to burn out the taste of the little blue pill
i held underneath my tongue to distort me
an indulgent artist trapped behind self built glass
creating alter egos to my own personal masochist
i want shards of light to disfigure my body
and leak luminescence all over my pretences
i'll light a thousand candles just to blow them out
and have the smell bleed me towards neurosis.  

(reading gravitating)