Fatal Concussion

their shattered tongues were ripe with rape/as they whispered shards in our ears/the lies opened inside our heads and poured out of freshly salted wounds/distances between far and near became crossed and blurred/a handshake full of lies/the formality of the year/lying upon this bed soaked in piss/can you crawl out of THAT one without your pants stained with shame?/call the cleaners;extra starch.