Saturday, September 7, 2013

Discarding the rest

I touched my lips
to yours
they burned like
dry ice
making me pull away
I remember them once
feeling cool
like a country stream
your hollow brown eyes
melting my own
stripping me
of my... realities
drawn in like a vacuum
peeling away
the outer rind of me
exposing the fruit
to light
your teeth are razor sharp
biting in
eating down to the core
then discarding the rest