donated his mind and body to science br br experimented with sweet cheap wine that br coated his stomach in wrong cough syrup br br tasted like a budget circus of dark sound br with dayglo flavors racing around on fumes br amid aftermath of a four clown car crash br br all trying to escape the other yet all crushed br together in the mangled wreck of the same br youth green massproduced fortified rotgut br screwtop spew swilled brownbag bottle br br some say its a hardfought acquired taste br but after a month it matured into a labor of love br strong ambition for downandout exploration br falling all over himself flying into orbit about br contagious waves of giggles and guffaws br br he raised the standard of abstract expression br elevated projectile vomit to a primal art form br even jackson pollock envied his designs br br left to himself he slowly circled the opponent br in his ring of olympic thoughts breaking noses br in clouded mirrors with bloodied knuckles br br when breakfast backed up and out he contemplated br chemicals from his stomach that bleach concrete br br dedicated to the zen of lost weekendsbr br Stephen Roxboroughbr br