A Cup With No Lid

How can a thumb crush?

Pressing mine against the window

I’m looking at the world on the other side

It’s making me so cold in the middle…

My eyes close on a deep breath

As my thumb depresses the up

My spirit is in such a shaking rush…

I’m standing on one leg like a pink flamingo

So pretty to look at…even though I’m nibbling at my hide

I wanna get high and lost, and that’s not a riddle

A light shone down yesterday, it was a little death

I tried to catch it, but I didn’t have a lid on my cup

My Lips Are Sealed

The seal of your confessor

Grips you tight

She wants to separate you from your dirty skeleton

Revealing what you don’t want anyone else to see

You’ve such a thick tongue depressor…

She’s sucking you with all her might

Releasing and eating all your creamy secret gelatin

And with it giving you an opportunity to finally be free

Will you take it?