Ant Smith

Mortality

Collapse

I have a small scar above my eyebrow on the right

Oddly for me I have a memory of that night

Overdosing on the things that give me some delight.

"'Scuse me while I step outside, but I may be some time"

And yet i am alive and but for all of that

I think of all the times I have and will collapse

I have a small aversion to drinking vodka neat

And this is how it has been since I turned eighteen

Overdosing on the things that give me some relief

With flammable liquids I'm turning up the heat

Pickle and preserve for me all my tasty bits

Immolate my memories like I were your bitch

Sterilise my dirty side with your finest wines

Take a furtive peep inside the darkness of my mind

And yet i am alive and but for all of that

I think of all the times I have and will collapse

From time to time I worry, I will end my days

Face down in the porcelain, trying to flush away

Remnants of my inner self organs and the like

Every shred of evidence, that I have had a life.

And yet i am alive and but for all of that

I think of all the times I have and will Collapse

Mortality