I went to a buffet

with some fellow hungry souls

      (poor things)

Dining in the smoke dimmed restaurant

            our faces deteriorated

Slabs of meat filling into the dish

      Till tendons showed,

            the soup leaked out of our jaw

      our faces dotted with white

            (I had the shinnest cheekbones)

      and the flies forgot our meals

            feasted on us instead

But we saw nothing through the smoke

Dessert came

      we ravaged the pills

Shoved mouthful after mouthful

      of purple

      till our bleeding afaces were numb

forgetting they dried a while ago

We paid the check and

the restaurant paid us back

with strange fortune cookies

and weird looks

Then our yellow eyes

      tried to follow the road

      But we were too melancholic

to care

The whole time

      we never considered helping each other

But... let’s forget

      And drown together

            It’ll be romantic.

(The buffet will convince you.)