The Whiskey Monologues

Professional deconstructionists. Perfect liars. Pitiful souls. We ache so hard people can hear our robotics failing. We talk like June sunshine and touch like velvet gloves. People make movies about this shit. Our emptiness could fill every ocean Barron twice. We practice our wink and our half smile. We got it down now. We’ve been putting bets on who can melt someone fastest. So far my ice cube tray is bubbling plastic in the freezer. His never existed. We foam and shake like cocaine seizures. The only difference is venom pours out of his tear ducts. I’m stuck with saline. I’ve spent years building these walls but his veins are far too strong for this plaster. His skin is a cage of boulders and diamonds. The only weapon i own is my body. The problem is my mind holds the key. We come to battle inebriated and destroyed long before the starting gun is shot. We ran out of white flags years ago. The only things we own is glitter glue and a whole lot of string. I pray to god no one ever robs us.

Submitted by Iris Weller.

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