fable

I stand crushing days like ice cubes in the teeth not seeing the size they take from the drink of life. it is a night cap. it is all I have. it is some smoke along a rotten gum line and it has been fine until now. it is the new year counting down with 33% of it gone. it is a world I thought I would revolutionize in revolt. it is an empty but once crowded table. it is "we will see you next time you're in town" if we are able. it is once chaos bound as greatness sewn into skin now sold as fable. it is sadly so relatable.