Drown this bottle down my lungs,
I've tasted this frozen empathy on my tongue for too long now.
(my taste buds stolen from the gesture)
and still. Your eyes...
stay glued to that screen.
Empty takes the places of their expression.
(or at least thats where it's supposed to lie)
Why are your knots tied so tight?
I made a gesture that was never meant to be...
I guess I'm found out.
You're tasteless. Vomit.