To Vomit the Undigestible

Thursday, May 01, 2008

I feel something sticky
And lift my hands to examine
There's a smear of chocolate on my smallest finger
Delicate silver rings swirling around my cylinder
Of skin and bone
I raise it to my lips and suck off the dark sweetness
And vaguely wonder where it came from
Maybe something supernatural just knew
I needed a high of some kind right now
And sugar seems as good as any...

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