Tequila or Chasing the Worm

Tequila or Chasing the Worm

I’m chasing the worm tonight, mother,
That voracious monster lurking inside
The honey and heart,
Waiting to borrow through intestinal parts
Leaving a labyrinth of bloody tissue.

Issue me a Papal pardon
Else liver and heart both will harden.
Grant me amnesty from this pain
Else the merry-go will round again.

Spin the deadly die and record my score.
Tally the poisoned pipped tears of my pores.
Tiger the rings of carnival fire and
Jump the hopes of hellish desire
And thus burn belly with water and woe.

Go forth, my friend, and let me drown!
Tickle my throat and wiggle on down.
Amber you’ll leave and acid you’ll find,
Secreting a line of numbing slime behind.