(no subject)
When you awaken that pulse of breath inside me
And then steal it - that’s when I’m hungry
Aside from all the artificial things I’ve digested lately
Eaten, or otherwise.
My blood ignites into a lucidity
A beacon shining through a tapestry of mundane
I’d always wanted to used that word to describe something before, but I’d never actually had a chance. I feel lucky.
Blessed, if you will.
Eaten, or otherwise.
Why am I thinking about being eaten? When what I really should be thinking of is how one being can completely arch my memory and pierce my back
Through and through
And now it’s something more than just “I’ve known you for almost a year”
Now it’s “I think we should get to know each other a little better…stay awhile”
The doors shut and you have an ancient pride in your throat
It glows - I can see it nesting there as a cocooned animal: warm and safe
It explodes from your mouth and into mine when the sparks of our electric teeth clatter and zizzzzzzzzzzzzizzzzzzzzzizzzzzzzz down beneath my larynx.
A low growl…blessed, if you will.
Eaten, or otherwise.
And then steal it - that’s when I’m hungry
Aside from all the artificial things I’ve digested lately
Eaten, or otherwise.
My blood ignites into a lucidity
A beacon shining through a tapestry of mundane
I’d always wanted to used that word to describe something before, but I’d never actually had a chance. I feel lucky.
Blessed, if you will.
Eaten, or otherwise.
Why am I thinking about being eaten? When what I really should be thinking of is how one being can completely arch my memory and pierce my back
Through and through
And now it’s something more than just “I’ve known you for almost a year”
Now it’s “I think we should get to know each other a little better…stay awhile”
The doors shut and you have an ancient pride in your throat
It glows - I can see it nesting there as a cocooned animal: warm and safe
It explodes from your mouth and into mine when the sparks of our electric teeth clatter and zizzzzzzzzzzzzizzzzzzzzzizzzzzzzz down beneath my larynx.
A low growl…blessed, if you will.
Eaten, or otherwise.