it was before a bad rain
the bar man had an arabesque of strange tattoos
creamy is creamy he said
with foam eating his lips
the letters over his eyes
he had tears running down his face
you have been here before
the pitbull sleptkicked under the neon taplight
beating into a hot pink pool
the sawdust breathed under the stools
damn it to hell
do we belong here
re the darkness
re the sorrow and the liquid marrow
dark as run off in the ground
am i a worm swimming in this weeding dirt
the pitbull ripped her heart from the floor
in my ear the dog whistle screaming
with the popping of the door