Smooth skin
It glides over the throats of words and ideas.
Tighten up more? and more? again.
Rough you were and you will not be.
Scales, hairs and thorns and hairs and suckers and tentacles
They crawl and vanish and leave elastic
My hysterical flesh.
The my flesh? hysterical.
Dark packs of voices pass over this,
Thuds of bass drum meanwhile flow quickly.
Slime caresses me, oh glimmer of certainty!
It never breaks and everything melts gravitating to half height.
gravitating to half height.
don't touch me pain.
don't touch me please.
mix with boredom. never suffocate again? my heart.
I ask: go away without noise.
I ask: only the receipt.
I ask: to use the little breath I have left without fear.
I ask: not forever suffering or you will become madness.
I ask: recognize my skin.
make it easy and run away.
break out the good.
break out the evil.
so? yes.
could? say one day, perhaps,
this life will be mine.