it bubbles and burns
the softness I yearn
leaves its mark inside me
its sweet and its raw
of earth, and claws
and fizzles deep inside me
flowers grow better
sunk in seltzer
poppies bloom inside me
petals caress
like a maid's wedding dress
up my throat, inside me
they say I'm in bloom
so I consume
the soda, now deep inside me.
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:59 AM UTC
it bubbles and burns
the softness I yearn
leaves its mark inside me
its sweet and its raw
of earth, and claws
and fizzles deep inside me
flowers grow better
sunk in seltzer
poppies bloom inside me
petals caress
like a maid's wedding dress
up my throat, inside me
they say I'm in bloom
so I consume
the soda, now deep inside me.
