They like my harsh language.
When I say **** and *******
things like that really
start their engines.
really gets them going

They hold their breath ‘til
they’re sick over well
spit over sweat
heaven over hell
Grasp a magnifying glass to light my
scarlet fever. Blazing out of
my head.  Flames with rhythm lick
the posts of my bed
as she crawls in with melodic, haunting
memories
creeping out of her head.

Please don’t hold yourself back,
Love