All day
I have been
Ignoring the pull
The vortex with two swirling
Hands, wrenching at my head
Twisting it to look at the fridge
No, I’m back to being
Teetotal, regulated
On a hour by hour basis.
I’ve been just waiting
For this moment,
FIVE O . O
Those two eyes looking at me
Wondering
What am I going to do next
I know,
The fridge opens, closes
And my hand is chilled,
As my lighter slides out of my pocket
Underneath the cool green neck
And pushes up with just,
Just the right leverage
And there is a crack
A hiss
And a movement
The taste of iron on my mouth
Bubbly iron, a cold bubbling blood
The next time I look
The green is lighter
Empty
And I feel full
And ready
The ritual now over
The night comes quickly
And the night comes on hard
