One Millionth Customer

I opened my mouth
Held a small fire up
And drank from the ceiling
My heartbeat is an emergency
Gasoline around my feet
My insanity has a thrust for trouble
He drinks like a fish
And smells like a bad divorce
But I wanted to crawl in his lap
Call him daddy
While he does dirty things to me
But he does what weekend dads do
Flicker shoot shots and meet nameless women
While I skin the wallpaper with my teeth
I wanted to be underneath
Him outside of the public eye
Under the table at work
As the truth crawls unsuspected
Like a spider vein
In the youth of the moment
So I trust myself to be eloquent
And screwed over with each passing
Minute
I hail taxi’s
Like I pass opportunities bye
I wave goodnight to good ideas
And wait for hell
Like the world waits for Godot
And I swear at the night
The plague of tequila that caused
Traffic lights to tell me to f**k off
I am not beautiful
Like the bell of the ball
That goes off for the one millionth
Woman who entered his bedroom
It doesn’t bother me
Like a disease

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[Wunderlich]

"I hail taxi’s
Like I pass opportunities bye
I wave goodnight to good ideas"

Pure awesomeness. Another great poem in a style that seems to be uniquely yours.