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Swallow (Astrid and Jeremiah) — Description
Risk of intoxication.
Fear of penetration.
Theory of separation.
Concept of masturbation.
Gaining bad reputation.
Transcognitive behavior.
Swallow, your throat is dry, your throat is dry, so swallow. Don’t caught. You cannot speak, your throat is dry, your throat is dry, so swallow.
Write down all the things you fear about me, and try to keep the sheet of paper dry.
Trembling frequency of your quickened pulse. Cut it off. Try to erase all the nasty things you wrote with lipstick on the mirror. All the nasty things you thought about me and about him.
Lipstick seagulls hanging down the ceiling, hanging down the ceiling rotting. Lipstick seagulls hanging down the ceiling, hanging down the ceiling, melting. Lipstick seagulls hanging out on the ceiling, hanging down this ceiling, dripping. Swallow.
Choke up on the medicine they stuff you with. In the neon liquid your mind dissolves.
Staring at the barrel of the eye. Silver bullets melting on your tongue, swallow.
Let the moon and the sun shift their are places, and see what happens. Flickering butterflies, blue isn’t found in nature. Artificial vision, artificial mind, artificial thought, artificial affection. Artificial art of simulation, atrocious art.
You are so cute when your mind is blank. So I can form you, shape you, speak you, paint you, program you. Control you, own your, deform you, defect you, delete you.
Natural replication, by basic instinct or a simple whim?
I broke all the glasses you used to drink from. Apply the turmoil on your skin and smudge it.
Wipe the virginity of your visceral visions. Soak your body In the concept of love. Will you swallow it if I caught it open your mouth. Your throat hurts in convulsions, swallowing confessions, vaporing the memories and lies. Vomit the venomous words of wisdom. Don’t forget how to breathe. Don’t worry, I will share my breath with you. I will end it up once it becomes too loud.
Moth metamorphoses. The most dangerous are those who can convince the opposite. No, you are not crazy. The pyramids were indeed black. All you can do in defense is to swallow every trace left by me. So, darling, open your mouth. And swallow.