Jar of my teeth
Sitting on the windowsill
Where I sip matcha tea
Rejuvenate maturity

Hear Him rap the door
Tok tik tok
Sixth time this week
Why am I in shock?
Thrives off fossils like me,

Dust in the crevices
Paper for skin
For thirty years
Dead *******

I let Him in
Skulks around the place
Morbid clothes and beard
But a welcoming face.

I sip matcha tea
Last drop in my cup
Shakes his head in pity
Pouring new life
On my infancy

Never any luck,
Offers me lily tea
Resist no more
Brews life inside of me
Fills my lungs with streams
Freeing to not breathe