Wednesday, 12 July 2017

The Only Way Out Is With Me

Who is your favourite pepper? The pig, the food or Pepper Steiger? I just want to share my spark with you like your cigarette does as it dangles over my lighter. I'd flick and lick away at you, just like it does too. I'd warm you up inside like the smoke you suck inside. I'd burn myself away for you, and like the nicotine I'd burrow into you. Make a home in you. Make you briefly feel as good as new. Then make you hate yourself like I do too. A guilt you can't shake. A life you can't take. A scrambled batshit cake you can't ever hope to escape or unbake. Here I am, a rolled gold, great mistake.

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