Drugged Vinegar - Daniel Romano, The Outfit

I’ll reek of this forever\nFearing pheromone and Feather\nFor what impulse may have let her\nCut this prophesy in stone?\nA scar is but a scar\nOn the psyche that you are\nLike a fragment in a jar\nOr a sickness at the bone\nDrugged vinegar\nI was suddenly weakened\nI could hear someone breathing\nSomeone I didn’t know\nDrugged vinegar\nI was laced to submission\nFucked without my permission\nAnd left to wake on my own\nMore alone then\nThan I’d ever known\nSpeaking not but through the words of this poem:\nDrugged vinegar\nI recall a softened light\nAs my frame took on the blight\nStill un-shook with all my might\nLong now since the damning’s done\nAnd her heart of half the blood\nWhat the other half be of\nIs a drink of poison love\nSpiking Lilly flowers numb\nDrugged vinegar\nI was suddenly weakened\nI could hear someone breathing\nSomeone I didn’t know\nDrugged vinegar\nI was laced to submission\nFucked without my permission\nAnd left to wake on my own\nMore alone then, than I’d ever known\nSpeaking not but through the words of this poem:\nDrugged vinegar