Life is Just a Party

I wake up wondering if I am

Slicing wounds open by hand
Did I give up and not know
A zombie on the roam

How am I walking 
In the bathroom now
My body confirms it lives 
Peeing again

I rub my sagging neck
Feel for death
It's not 
What poison did I digest today
Those clove cigarettes 
Steak from the Cafe

The birds are chirping
Eating seed
Lana sings Born to Die
When was the last time I cried
I'm alive


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