yea

started with a new friend
heart moved through the villi
constricted and bled for nutrients

hanging upside down

overzealous and stupid
blood rushing to the head
slit through the jugular like a pig

cried yourself to sleep

this speak is rather lurid
corrupted by the sound
of a voice you'll never understand

oh yea

through the phospholipid bi layer
the feelings front and center
and then they are devoured by the cell

i cannot compete

emotions boil over
the vesicles of the mind
rising bubbles brim like a foul stew