I sank back & slowly let the thick, heavy steam roll over my balmy skin as I swallowed another barbed memory — I closed my eyes. Shards of glass flooded my throat as I tried once again to drown you for good. Warm, peppered honey – liquid gold. Flashbacks invade, instigating a silent war behind my eyelids. Dark rooms & locked doors & secrets whispered against once innocent ears while backed against the wall; burning flesh; rose red lipstick stained collars; torn stockings.
Down the hatch! — another gulp of burning forgetfulness as I let my shoulders fall prey to the warmth surrounding me. My eyes open to ghost-like vapors cascading across clouded water as a flash of his devilish smile – painted in lies so old even he could no longer remember – caused me to jump & chase my breath.
Traces of you still plague my mind, but I’m out of whiskey.