Feed me something good,
Something that will
Wake me up at three
With heartburn and bad ideas.
Or give me something
Sweet on my tongue.
Something that blurs
Nightmares into memories.
.
Make it a poison.
.
I am hungrier than usual.
Skinny from wanting
All the things I cannot have.
There are as many of those
As there are stars
In the ocean sky.
The black world of nothing.
The dead suns in my eyes.
.
Give me your dreams.
.
I'll hold them while you cook.
Watch them while you
Whip up something as divine
As it is malicious.
That is your specialty, isn't it,
This wicked duality.
What a taste it leaves!
Liquid cologne.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Writer of the dark! Think of it like flipping rocks, the weird little stories underneath are my jam and jelly. Jam and butter? Just jam. Absolutely no use of AI in any of my works :)
Ah, also:
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