THE DRUNK’S WIFE LEAVING THE CITY
In the immense silence
I am dissolving
I cannot keep the gauze
from my eyes
I take the charged sun
into my stomach
for anybody
the generations
and the generations
will have to do it
for themselves
I am unowned
completely surrendered
to inertia
lolling lethargy
aware of the integrity
in each drop of whiskey
not interested
in pretending
that I am not drunk
intensely hunkered down
within slabs of indecency
quietly becoming brimstone
blurring
guilt ridden funk
I surrender completely
to incapacity
I am leaving
I am going
I am gone
she kills me. i love you mhb.
“blurring
guilt ridden funk”
Yes, indeed.