soundbomb’s got to die

holding onto whispers

your

fragmented

posture

of indifference.

of static cling.

with the pang of your feelings,

Detonate my

need

with your momentous “what-the-fuck-ever.”

stuck on delay-replay

honey

sugar

lover

lick your lips with me now…

like i used to be there

you

want

my

candy-coated-apathy

insolvable greed

insatiable belief

pleas.

i can’t tell love this wall bleeds into me.

i can’t tell you me.

maim to please.

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