☆ no room in hell

I’m drunk on altar wine
and punch drunk with regret
There’s torchlight in the wood
but they haven’t found me yet
“There’s room
for one more soul in Hell”
said the scarecrow in the Batman mask
She was tugging at her hemline
as she walked into the bar
But she didn’t care how high
it rode as she climbed into my car
You look like Kim Novak I said.
But by then she was already dead
I picked up this lawyers wife
bought her moussaka and a rose
I said I have a room
where I could kneel and suck your toes
Then I held a pillow to her face
but with tears in my eyes
Dawn broke as I drove her out
to Strawberry Valley
And a low and frightened morning sun
lay trembling in a tree
I took a long pull on my flask
There’s no forgiveness so I won’t even ask
The lift wheezes as it climbs
the nurse is coming with my dose
He has a hetmans eyes
I don’t let him get too close
I’m watching a guy
close by the hospital wall
beating a punch bag to a hip-hop tune
I asked the lady doctor
to invite me round her place
So I could lick off that anti-aging cream
she rubs into her face
There’s a bird back at my window
again
drinking from a saucer of rain

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