Spare me
I am too afraid of the blood
Too afraid of the pain
Until our words stop fitting each other's
I will wait
Numb and tired
Of this gray piece of time
Until our eyes becomes hallow
Like four shallow tunnels
I will cry on your shoulder and plead your name
I will wait
When *** is the only pleasure
Pointless pleasure
The single perfect treasure
I will give it up because my head will be cleared
And it will all be clearer than the last day
Because nothing will remain for us
Aged and withered away
Until then I will wait
And as a child I would wait
For my tooth to fall out
Patiently
For it to happen naturally
It dropped into my hand
With no disturbance at bay
I loved feeling the root decay
Funny how things happen in that way