Fish Swim Fervently through Tendrils of Desolate Nostalgia.

Can you imagine what it's like
To have your innards knotted so tightly
That you vehemently want to throw them up
'Til there's nothing inside of you
And your hollow waste of a body
Can live on without care?

Your vernacular pools
Succulent in piss-poor attempts
To hide the incredulous amount of
Interest you mask with disdain
Haunt me as I listen in the corner

Your cotton candy tongue
Spewing melodies to those who aren't me
As I dread every word I overhear

I want to be the muscle synapse that brings you to your knees.
I long to be the drink that courses through your veins, too strong for you to stand.
I ache to be a bird outside your window, singing songs that won't leave your head.

I wish to impact you.

My skin is burnt,
Marked by every single touch
Of your fingers
As they warmly slide over me
In the puddle of sweat
That our skin is spitting.
We fall together.
We rise together.
Every moment is a new beginning
New, white pages, crisp with creative opportunity -
Let's write our lives away.
Seal them in a notebook in a code only we understood
And pseudonyms made just for us.

Let's share our souls alone.
Let's bare our souls alone.