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My words have failed me
And so has everyone else
If there was a bullet
I could shoot
I would shoot it with my teeth
Everything is falling apart
As it always does
And I’m here to chew on your ashes
Like sweet betel-leaf
“Spit out the purple residue!”
Our gums have long expired
They’re longing for Vitamin C
Fructose spilled on your car
Calcium deposits remain
And the smoke chars your pinched breast
They open and close like eyes
I’ve never had a taste of those protruding nipples
That stab me in the throat
As we become one
And you give me sustenance
Suckling sound!
I know it calms you down more than Sativa
Bless me with your chemicals, and I’ll bless you with mine!
© A.R. Minhas 2017
