how gently i would hold you your ribs against my arms my fingers inbetween a pulsing felt upon my palms the softest flesh against my skin how careful i would cradle it it was vicious from the start but there is beauty in violence has anyone ever told you the fastest way to someones heart
work, heat, delta thermal physics homework is eternal pressure, volume, temp-er-a-ture writing numbers of im unsure diatomic, radiative canvas grading is creative gpa extrapolated ideal gases suffocative but i only need to pass to relax at long last
an appetite of boundless ferocity from which you will never be free the only progress sets you back its no wonder from the very air you breathe perpetually between because when you cross the line all control is gone and forever unseen it is ceaseless, unrelenting and this is how it has to be
like the delicacy in a roadkill's silhouette my teeth will leave a mark an imprint from desire sunken gently through the surface to break the skin like disturbing silent waters i find some kind of aspect so alluring so grotesque served cold over pavement the world is the platter the dish, my head
a flavor lost in water frustration dissolving into apathy does it even matter any more. a comedy of pain would you like to see the discrepancy in timestamps or is it enough to say im ready and would you understand when i tell you with joy i no longer love you or would that contradict these citrus-scented apple slices touched only by two hands and the burning of acidic salt beneath my eyes as if i ever stood a chance
they say a pictures worth a thousand words and with eyes of fire you read me like a book i want to ask how many words are on the pages are there as many lines as blisters on my skin as many as the tears ive spilled into your palms of flame or can you count them on your fingers, can you count them on one hand are there as many as the burn degree that i have sustained