The drunker he gets, the louder the sirens grow. He wonders what they could be saying.

She melts his timer. He is no longer the master of timing. He is without a crown. Without a kingdom. He looks sad as the world repeats itself. Replicates. As if he were a stamp.

Two lovers fall like towers.

Don't make me go into the den.

My name is not Daniel.

God will not save me.

I will be eaten.

I'm sorry that I picked you.

Because you fed me to the lions.

Did you think that I was holy?

That God would save me from reality?

Everything is anything when all you want to do is die. I'm sorry that your dreams are just dreams and I never had anything to do with them. Do I look alright? Dissolving pieces of. Sad. Sprinkling metaphors on his coffin. I am not an object--I am the object. Sedation.

Disposable posables. Right on target for the new decompression. Scheduled marring at ten. Where the world ends. Kiss my faith and sprinkle it in the wind. Why aren't you more like me? Don't you want to be like me? Fecundity. Disloyal to the Gods. Drink the porcelain rain and choke on all of my dreams.

Start the projector. When the reel ends, will I still be there? Autographed pieces of memory. Where James Brown ends, chaos ensues. The night is not electric, only neon. The bottle is your only friend in this land where the people have already died. I'm sorry I couldn't rescue you but it's just that I never gave two shits whether you lived or died. I think you are happier this way--running down the street being the jackass you are too impotent to be in daily life. Death and you are the perfect marriage.