cross hatches bad love

Cross hatches over cross hatches

coffee with two sugars, and I heard,
white sugar gets bleached,
in phosphoric acid
cross hatching,
love is a disposable cardboard coffee cup,
and milk with vodka, and beer,
and cross hatching,
and screws drilled into white plastered walls,
white rooms with hight ceilings that need
to be crossed hatched black,
white dust
black ink like black coffee,
cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes,
love is a shitty little cigarette butt
and my packet of tobacco is depleted as fuck

My right foot is shaken by a spasm in the heel
I am sick, of smocking roll ups and doing cross hatches
one side of my body is sedate and staid
the other is decomposing into a million pieces
my left eye is hollow
whilst the right one is twitching
love is just a disposable coffee cup
love is a pack of tobacco with crumbs at the bottom
love is cold coffee

mixed

with bleached sugar