Force from The Worm Has Turned

10 a.m. and I’m drunk again Bitter cognac, sweet relief I held your mother Before she floated away Sweet baby skin Broken window latch Your nail lash Your warm flesh The only way I’ll ever love Is by force I’m asleep in the chasm. The only way I’ll ever love Is by force I run from hell through golden aloe Everything moves so slow When all your lovers leave you