revealed

deflated,

fallin’ down

in a free fall,

face first,

J.P. on the sidewalk,

my guts are a free for all.

livin’ among cannibals

thirsty for broken hearts,

never had a chance

even before it starts.

i want a reset,

a start over,

layin’ in your arms,

holdin’ on a little bit

longer this time,

instead of lightin’

those joints,

poppin’ the

various colors

of perfectly shaped

pills,

sippin’ aged cognac,

sleepin’ with another

woman (or women);

i should’ve held on,

just

a

little

bit

longer.

-JDR-