A word
Lies silent on his lips
He tastes it
Waits till it melts
Greasy rainbow
With a little salt
Her eyes
Penetrate his skin
But the word is stuck
Melted
He closes his eyes
To be invisible
Greasy rainbow sticks
To his palate
A sip from his coke
Wayyy too obvious
So
He waits
His flesh
burning
His mouth
leatherlike
It's too late
He thinks
Dissolving
Into the chair
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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