Bile of the Beast - Covey

I don’t think about pulling the trigger

It’s more about loading the gun

And clutching it close to my chest

As the swift morning sun

Bleeds into my bedroom window

And outlines speckles of dust

Raining in every direction

As my mental weight crushes me

There’s that fox

Baring teeth

The edge of my bed

Why don’t you just leave me alone?

I’m already done for

If it’s not so bad

And I can’t sleep it off

I’ll take a pill, with a drink

Look alive as I sink

Into the stomach (?)

Where I’ll be broken down

By the bile of the beast

I’ll be dead in a week

I don’t like to move things around

Since I found that old Gameboy ???

gave me

Now it’s resting beside

The LEGO Charmander I glued together

To keep from falling apart

There’s that fox

Baring teeth

The edge of my bed

Why don’t you just leave me alone?

I’m already done for

If it’s not so bad

And I can’t sleep it off

I’ll take a pill, with a drink

Look alive as I sink

Into the stomach (?)

Where I’ll be broken down

By the bile of the beast

I’ll be dead in a week