One Too Many

She rushes at me out of the dark
naked and lovely
tattoo of a skull between her heaving breasts

I can’t touch her
turning away cursing
the skull having teeth and a flapping tongue

too much to drink I pee in my pants
running into the street I’m hit by a car
dragged underneath like a rag doll

waking in the hospital sown in stitches
the nurse  and doctor leaving my room
shaking their heads as you-know-who
licks and nibbles at my wounds.

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

He is the editor of Dead Snakes at

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