Sunday, August 14, 2011

Rabid




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I read for I like
To read
About heartbreak
And disease

And I feel
Thirsty
Something to do
With the nerves

You taste like
Wine gone bad
You smell like
Death
And your bite
Is Rabid

You went straight
Through my nerves
To my head

While the others melt
You
You threw yourself
Hard like a doll
Against me
And I can’t breathe

Fever
Thirst
And excitement
You are rabid
And now
So am I







1 comment:

Rahul H said...

pleasure to read your poetry !