sugar high

too much too hot to the touch it is
undermining the worth of defining
everything me

i might see

but clarity comes second to free
in this moment
is how
and crosses out now
for my sanity to remain intact
(however vision blacked, it has to)

i throw the last thing in the closet and slam the door before it all falls out..

for now,
for right right now this second
i'll spin desires more assuredly made
of candy
in the wake/weak of obsolete

anger
escape
anticipation
indulgence
freedom
diversion
hunger
all of the above

wet my lips
ride raw incessant
ecstatic
breath
away

'cause that moment
is a taste
i have
acquired

instant desire

gratified

sounds like fun