i should've breathed me into your tonsils
and swelled them with glandular fever.

i should've knitted the vocal cords (you
don't let me use) into a
rug and forced you, a
carcass, under it. you'll w
around unfamiliar
syllables. i'll

write them as thick as sneeze [bless me]
smell on cold filaments,
so air can't ever leave and
you suffocate in my lovedisease.

try to scratch some down: like tickly
but tell me i can never itch. i mishear you
through tiiiiinniiitus
from last time we didn't
speak, and dress you//looked so pretty
tonight//in my helpless animal body:
care about my symptoms? withhold diagnosis
you need more saliva to draw anything
(when you're done with his throat come
asphyxxxiate with a kidney failure.....
.....................................................like me.
Last edited by doubtfulsalmon at Oct 27, 2013,
This was wonderful, so typical you. I must admit I had a laugh when I first time read this. It all seemed so random but the details became very clear after a few re-readings. You master the macabre imagery and the way that it's told in a modern setting, the self pity and witty humour coupled with the gross details. And the font you so like to play with, really worked this time. At least as I see it. If this was written in a whim, then so be it. I am jealous haha.

If one wouldn't mind, have a look on my latest if ye wanna?
Last edited by Eccer at Oct 28, 2013,