A Poison Drips

I told myself

to remind me

what around

you I can be.

The smack I

feel in a neck,

my sustenance,

required check.

The word is a

speck of ink on

a piece paper I

threw it gone.

Maybe I’ll take

a heap of shreds,

pour gasoline I

need a fire fed.

My limbs ache,

my teeth rake,

I subtle enjoy

a little mistake.

You took a path

I’ve seen before.

Come on in and

leave once more.

The acid chokes

you not I see fake

all the ash exume

you filth do make.

Rip at my skin in

my abode my ship

that I sail to dreams

now poison drips.

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