feeling fat

feeling fat

your touch felt like your eyes do

when they glimpse this flesh of mine

the grimace o’er the spoon

drugs tasted reluctantly

to reach the ecstasy inside

how i wish that you would savor me

linger o’er the fragile fragrance of my fear

sip the subtle sadness in my sweat

partake of the pain ingested

by these too-much hunger cells

in this unwieldy covering of mine

the juiciness of longing

is contained

touch my tenderness with your lips

release my flavor with your kiss

oh let my sorrow run,

run down your chin

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