by Alina Marks

Created on: February 08, 2009

In Your Skin

You left home for a drink
Chewing charcoal taffy.
You're swimming in your skin.

You wear a cigarette grin
dancing with your whiskey.
You left home for a drink.

You bathe in bathtub gin.
We can see you splashing.
You're soaking in your skin.

You are a breathing stain.
We don't call you daddy.
You left home for a drink.

You are a dying man
but you are always laughing.
You're sobbing in your skin.

You're a mumbling, sweet-toothed sin.
You choke down words like candy.
You left home for a drink.
You're drowning in your skin.

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