"yellow turns this courage badge into a valentinal trash.
these are the crushes meant to crush you.

the contact was dry but exasperating, like a teething smile.
pulse by pulse, i honor wet weather to myself into her hands,
and for an angel even she knew it well
when my drool dropped past her lips.
a dead man floating is one in a forgetful moment.
she saw it haunted in my eyes when finally they opened,
coughing up blood like a throat.
no, lover let go of my neck.
we knew together that every crack in the wall
is a step towards release of the lascivious waters
i no longer wade through."