Slick.
Sweet.
Nobody wants it cause its bad, cause you’re bad, cause the cholesterol and shit and I
Am
More than heaving
More than hurting
More than needing
A scoop, a whole scoop, the last scoop of you
heated
and poured onto my flesh
Melding. Becoming, Easing into me
Killing me the only way killing should be,
Roberta Flack Style
Need you?Never.
Want you?Forever…
Fatty. Juicy. Wet. Stupid. Wrong. Regret….
I love you
And I hate myself already….
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