Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
She Is Chrome
When I tasted her,
She was like sulfur.
Bitter and alarming.
A gun against my temple,
A triggering begging to be pulled.
What drugs she possessed
With a single touch;
Enough to corrode my shell.
I invite her in.
She comes in caustic,
Slithering around my mind
To cement the thought in place.
My enmity towards her melts
Like a mint on my tongue.
I swallow her down,
A pill that spoils my
Stomach and incites attack
With razors sharp enough
To split a soul.
My exhaust, arising.
The stagnant skin is a
Poison I can't undo.
She is devoured from within.
A compound fracture,
My life escapes as she
Reflects my smile,
Enclosed in delight.
She is chrome.
12-1-09
She was like sulfur.
Bitter and alarming.
A gun against my temple,
A triggering begging to be pulled.
What drugs she possessed
With a single touch;
Enough to corrode my shell.
I invite her in.
She comes in caustic,
Slithering around my mind
To cement the thought in place.
My enmity towards her melts
Like a mint on my tongue.
I swallow her down,
A pill that spoils my
Stomach and incites attack
With razors sharp enough
To split a soul.
My exhaust, arising.
The stagnant skin is a
Poison I can't undo.
She is devoured from within.
A compound fracture,
My life escapes as she
Reflects my smile,
Enclosed in delight.
She is chrome.
12-1-09
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She Is Chrome
She Is Chrome