Dates in Duncanville

what can i say?
i don’t fit in this box,
this feed,
i am the fire in the gutter at 3am,
the last sip you shouldn’t have taken,
the yes you can’t explain.
i am music…
serenaded.
i am film…
the horror.
a bartender who knows the taste of luxury and danger.
i move because stillness is death,
and i crave the world in its most raw, uncut form.
i want it all,
but i’m not here to be known,
i’m here to be lived.
come find me,
and let’s burn through it together.

btw, i need head 💦