Burn at Both Ends Baby Please

Donna Dallas

There’s little hope

coming off a bender

to believe another man 

is my messiah - the give-all

I ain’t got a clue

I know that blue eyes are ice

brown can mean my death

I know when sweat forms

on the brow 

there’s a torment

to follow like a tsunami

the waves suck me under

I’ve seen that anger in so many faces

like a connect-the-dot puzzle

not my first rodeo

I wanted this to be a warning to y’all 

But it came out like a crying

I can’t shake it in the night

when it hits hard 

the moon cringes behind a cloud

when it hits - ravenous

a hunger crying 

at the same time

begging 

to be part of some damn thing

even if it’s the most unholy of all