I want to
See what’s
Inside you

Take you
Apart
Like some
Twizzlers

Pull, peel,

And find
Nothing.

—-

Roll your
Flavors of
Nothing
Around
In my
Mouth,

And get
Them
Slobbery
Enough

To break
You down.

—-

Reader’s
Digest
Your
Molecules

Absorbing
Them into
My system

Until We lose
All our edges.

Our two-
headed
Worm of
Boredom.