these colors taste so sharp
they're stuck in my throat
manic florescent knifes
digging into me
cutting holes in these already rusty pipes
they're clogging up
they're bursting soon
and i don't know when but sometimes
there's that little ***** loose
the jet of stale water strikes
with enough force to cut through me
its a needle
and when people ask about it later
and try to patch it up
the pressure only builds even more
what can i say
no amount of tape can fix this leaking lunatic