Die So Fluid

I don’t need a place to sleep in.
Find me hanging from your ceiling.
Hook me up when I need feeding
Mouth tastes like my brain is bleeding.
I saw sound in colour.
You were terrifying.
Seething, breathing fire.
Your forked tongue was lying.
On the table bread is breathing.
In the bushes creatures breeding.
On the floor where I am kneeling
Watching all the layers peeling.
I saw sound in colour.
You were terrifying.
Seething, breathing fire.