the moon rises and soothes my heated skin red and blistered from the sun’s brutal eyes harsh and judging giving me no blink of a break a gentle touch caresses and heals my peeling cheeks staring directly into such hot eyes leaves a piercing feeling through the back of my skull and an orange glow over my pupil the moon’s soft glow allows my eyes to open wide with wonder no fear of being blinded warm pleasant air keeps me from freezing underneath that pretty white glow in daylight the wind is vicious and whips me in the face hurting where I’m already burned a whole night for me to heal only to be blistered again
I will tear you apart with my teeth and use your splintered bones as toothpicks before the trial clean your blood from under my fingernails your blood so rich and red will drip from the corners of my mouth so thick and sweet looking boiled till you blister sweaty exterior sweeter than the scent of fresh peaches but the inside was more acidic than I could define sweet and fresh exterior for a decaying heart I devoured everything you had to offer without another thought except for I wish I had known
My brain is a brick Completely made of stone Yank me from space and through clouds Back to earth and my statuette body A little help with a ***** from these poisonous thorns make me feel warm again Give my lungs air and my veins blood It never lasts- this euphoric sense of humanity This utopia of the mundane Again this suffocating fog of storm clouds will pull me in Drowning me My immovable stone lips peel into a smile and smoke billows out Pink returns to my cheeks and brown to my pupils My heart jerks into motion, jobless for decades A white flying saucer hits my tongue and reflex pulls it in Down into my empty and hungry belly My joints crick and ***** into motion First thought joy next running from the ocean of darkness The rose wilts Smoke turns into only remnants of vapors And I feel my fingertips tingle- feeling leaving as well as my flying saucer
Pooh Bear, Pooh Bear call my name. Holler Christopher Robin to keep me sane I don’t like this disappearing game You hid in the roses and were never seen again Tears stream down my face leaving a stain Screaming for you left my throat raw from the strain Hid in the roses never to be seen again Tears fall down my face leaving a stain. Screaming for you leaves my throat burning from strain
Pooh Bear Pooh Bear call my name Please do not refrain
I need you with me on this train Do you have no shame? Can you at least explain? When did this turn into a disappearing game?