Coffee Stains

​One minute off of dancing with people and mold
And home weighs a heart made of dust and gold
One minute away from water with drowning sanity and sunset disfigurement
One minute away from that high critic fish with broken ankles and snappy gills of condescendment
But i still weigh 400 pds away reading that death poem at my desk.

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