Blaze

i will go out
in a blaze of ugly
candle burning,
both ends aflame
shoving corn dogs
in my face,
smoking big cigars,
watching disgusting porn
in a cheap motel
holding onto the
handicapped rails
in the shower,
waiting for the sweet chariot
to swing low enough
'for to carry me home.'
but, instead,
sometimes
it hovers
overhead,
daring me
to jump.

oil painting, 16x20
Vic Swan

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