mad scientist
your love makes me a mad scientist.
i need more hands and more mouths.
i melt you into liquid form,
swish you around in my teeth
and spit the flammable at the
bonfire i am staked to.
my insides burn, burn, burn.
burn baby.
burn.
your stare is an acid
that melts through my chest.
i scream like a banshee
and fly into the high up limbs.
your knuckle-bones crack over
your dairy breasts
and i moan like a muffled elk
in a bottomless pit;
where the dark is violet.
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