yummy poison

never try to catch or grab

anoint and lick 

damn,

lick ’n’ baste 

we 're in liquid 

-that’s why,

you don’t breath,

-that’s why,

i don’t see,

-that’s why,

we just feel-

relax ’n’

feel the immunity  

of it, in it.

there are no life jackets here,

no oxygen masks

there is only soft skin to swim*

stop shattering 

this yummy poison

is so sticky

i’ m stuck

so, i lick to revive

the bad bitch

-too fucking late,

i ‘m lava,

                coal,

           ash ’n’ dust

                 -in the wind

so,  lost in the atmosphere

what a relief!

f r e e d

"another  aloof something/

               or just a special nothing”.

*"soft enough?"

         " the softest"

“hard to find”

         “harder to touch"