Damned, Goddamned

Sounds on the stereo are water over rocks,
trampoline of cigarette buds,
white rum in a dirt-green mug,
theatrics playing through my head,
worthless cymbals clashing,
angst haunts me
Drawing graphs of drugs,
Damned, Goddamned drugs,
Infatuation melted away over the past few hours,
past 10 hours actually,
Thank holy Lord for Hand Supercleansing
Learn from Greg Feely
Ned Slade,
He doesn't exist.
Neither does Moses Chang
and Jakin,
Delusions of grandiosity float in smoke above my head,
Damned, Goddamned alcohol,
I love you