I'm basking in the blood beneath my skin,
stretching my vertebrae with a happy sigh.
It's safe inside this flesh.
Snuggle against the veins
and hold them tight,
making the nerves twitch.
They complain about my waking them.
The tighter I squeeze the less blood that
circulates to my head.
The dizziness is the addiction.
I'm pressuring you to try it.
Cuddle with me against this artery here,
but be careful not to betray me and stab it.
I'm not in the mood to watch the crimson life
gluck, gluck, gluck
from the wound.
My nerves are aching,
but it's the endurance that's so fulfilling.
My veins are screaming about this murder,
but the sound makes me hug them tighter.
End: 12:53 am
Wed. Aug. 26, 09