I’ve always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication—a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head.
“Dark and sweet, the elixir of love is in her mouth. The more I drink, the more I remember all the things we've never done. I was a ghost until I touched you. Never swallowed mortal food until I tasted you, never understood the spoken word until I found your tongue. I've been a sleepwalker, sad somnambula, hands outstretched to strike the solid thing that could awaken me to life at last. I have only ever stood here under this lamp, against your body, I've missed you all my life.”
― Fall on Your Knees
― Fall on Your Knees
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