Let the song surround 

you, seep into the soul and 

remind you of home

Stare up at the stars

at the light predating the

oldest book or art 

The burned out house got 

a facelift but they could not 

cover death's shadow 

A younger face stares 

out from the faded photo 

as if to ask why

You wait patiently 

for the dribble and dregs but

soon you'll snarl and bite

A madness has seeped 

in, slithering and sucking

it steals our senses 

I used to drink 'em

under the table but now

I am the table