hell sandwich

hell sandwich

got devils in me 

the night 
looks more like you 
than ever 

somewhere 
in the flashes 

are 

pale flowers 
growing 

living 
in the 
snake pit 
juke joint 
canvases of 
the heart 

another hour 
another day 

strung up 
in black 
face 

its over for us 

and 
out there 
your daughter 
is navigating 
this moonless hell 
alone 

Written by Mike Linaweaver
Posted on 02-13-13