Of the things I would do
I know you would to
Finally finishing that novel.
Maybe even settling down.
And getting enough money to pay bills.
I desperately seek your validation.
To know I’m doing ok
But what good is it if I’m dead?
If all importance ceases to be
Why am I struggling like Sisyphus?
If I could have a joint right now?
Let’s do it while we exchange smoke filled kisses.
You do the exhale for us.
There is nothing to gain by delaying pleasure.
Take a bite of this apple
The juice bursts on your tongue and trickles from your lips.
I will lick the Nectar off you.
This sugar is for you.
And even if it ends
I took a piece of Earth with me.