Two part poem: Beer and Cigarettes

I laughed and bit my cheek.

Blood began to pool underneath my tongue.

I spit it out, and took another drink.

Inhale another drag of smoke

and stung the sore.

Beer

Blood

And tobacco

was all I could do to keep from laughing more.

Passed out on the couch,

Red drool running down my mouth.

I couldn’t pinpoint the pigment

from the wine or scabbing cells.

Coagulation
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Smoked most of a pack out of sheer boredom.

Been reading for 7 hours alone

because the sleep wont come.

I can never fill the pit in my stomach.

I can’t drink myself out of being human.

Took a shower to hear the water run.

Listened to Dylan to drown my thoughts

Feet still cold under the blankets,

and I could swear I heard the screen door

open at least a thousand times.

My throat is raw, yet I cough another cloud down.

Bottles everywhere, but not a drop to be found.