Fidgeting with
discomfort as we
know the violins
are coming
to crash
again and...
you guessed it.
Fear is
a pinching scream,
nothing more.
To startle is cheap
like a
drugstore present.
I never understand
your interest in
such matters
or how
it arouses you.
But
I thank the fox that ran in front of
my car and made you want to
fuck me.
Fear and arousal:
the two things that
make me feel
alive the most.
I could die
this way.
