easing down to think staggered by
a slope of pills and budget alcohol as
witness to what next
in the seventy degrees of summer evening when
the car alarms gather an unsynced symphony beneath fireworks smashed
glass anger and the ten thousand lonely Bronx hearts wired
to searching for hours into the dawn
balancing a whiskey into my throat wielding all
the colors of surrender the evolved form of
dignity with a chemical aftertaste
these are grasps gropes scrambles and
affected reachings to some
central and real guiding molecule hypo-
thalmus hypoglycemic hypnotic calming in the
blood like a soft hand soothes like a flush
of vasopressin it
creeps into the mood
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