it was one of my shirts
large, even on me,
but you loved it

the green matched your eyes
and it reminded you
of places
we would
one day visit

and each night
you’d strip off your day clothes
and pull that oversized shirt
over your beautiful *******
and lead me down
to the place
where
my best
and
worst
memories
were made

Flick flick,
lights the bic.
The intensity of combustion
creating light.
Bring the light closer,
closer to the green.
The shining crystals atop the jade.
Inhale.
Watch it curl, draining its life
while adding to my own.
Hear the soft purr of the bubbler.
Release the carb.
Smoke pours in every direction.
Hold it in.
Exhale.

lust runs through my veins
matching your fear
with my madness
eyes wide
you're not screaming
yet
a gleaming razor
shivers of anticipation
down both our spines
insanity sinks in
grinning
trickling trails left in your skin
easy
carving my hysteria
intricately
all over your body
your blood is intoxicating
intensifies my craving
your screams are so
gratifying
disgust smears my face
but not
for what ive done