Reservoir

Live life from the top shelf corner of the next town's megastore Lick the blood split from the thumbnail, skin picked wicked sore Close the clay-covered ground wood pulp inked pages of a magazine Polycotton shirt cuff hanging torn off, halfway from the sleeve Bloodied stubbed toes ache scraped bare across the bathroom floor Wiping cheeks red wet from the parade outside the mall The good times passed and never did they ever really Stop to say goodbye Bent down, suit tie, snack table, toothpick to the eye Snow-flaked scalp shakes long white trails across his back Gets off the bus and then walks heavy down the dirt road track Strips pits naked body milk white even paler than a northern star Head first leapt through the front door, flooded for a reservoir Live life from the top shelf corner of the next town's megastore Lick the blood split from the thumbnail, skin picked wicked sore Close the clay-covered ground wood pulp inked pages of a magazine Polycotton shirt cuff hanging torn off, halfway from the sleeve