My crimson tongue      runs up your petal           tasting and licking                the dew off you.Your wet tongue      slithers into my mouth       ...

             “My soul always feels like it’s on fireBecoming stage four cancer that fuels my delusional desire,            “Constantly exploding from rage inside my skullGiving full attention to the bullet with unconditional love,             “Annihilating life along with all my living...

I get ready and get into bed.Fluff up my pillows and forget the tears I shed.I get comfortable under my fuzzy blankets. And I begin to dream and imagine.If I were to leave my body behind for the night.I would...