sszzzt

strain sugar through my throat
sweet nothings mean nothing
even in the deepest tone
we are trying to resonate
a little more
a little more out of silent cords
whet your tongue
and never deliver your course
but regurgitate every feeling sparingly
into starving mouths
I feel sick
downing granulated plosives
rupturing my stomach

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