what you want

Burned out little brain,
almost soaking up the steam of the atmosphere. Draw it in, let it bleed down the coils and slippery tunnels of flesh.
Fill his lungs,
make his eyes slump down, drooping slow like soggy fabric. Drip drip drippp
splash the dry sand ground. Wet the dull, hazey days.

Tuck up, cross and hold. warm the tongue, watch his nerves close down, drop out.
let the mystery come,
setting up the night sky like a series of lanes and ethereal highways. Soaring through and between.
Rides with the sleeping passengers of the red eye flights, lights jetting between the glistening spurs of momentum and shine. Connecting fire and ice with pure, slicing destinations ... unknown.
splay. spices.
refuse.
no,
embrace!
smell that? can you resist that?
can you resist anything?
can you feel the warmth, the echo, the suction?
the supple lipped exchanges no words can replace?


please tell me you can be the same without it.
please dont let this have been a dream.