i want you to
crush my skull like a watermelon
gently step on it — till it explodes
and leaves a wet pink mess,
until the dark seeds in my brain
come spilling out into the concrete,
red watery juice seeping into the cracks.
oh, what a sweet
release of pressure, what
a satisfying sound
it makes when the ripening fruit of my fears comes
undone by your hand.
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
i want you to
crush my skull like a watermelon
gently step on it — till it explodes
and leaves a wet pink mess,
until the dark seeds in my brain
come spilling out into the concrete,
red watery juice seeping into the cracks.
oh, what a sweet
release of pressure, what
a satisfying sound
it makes when the ripening fruit of my fears comes
undone by your hand.
