Moist Poison

Lonely, I yearn for it’s touch. I giggle as the drops dance along my body, sigh as they slide from upon my tongue bumping along the walls of my throat & flow on the river in me. The tears chew their way out, ripping the linning of my stomach. Coughing up chunks of blood & rotten flesh. Skin starts to bubble & shred unleashing the veins & organs to swing to their freedom. Slicing the tongue that once enabled a playground. Black serpents invade & spew from the eyes, nails & holes in teeth. Decayed phlegm ejects from the ears, nose & eyeballs melting away at what once was a face & body. Toxic waters swallow the being whole to become one with the river that flows in me.