You are the taste of my insanity
a poem about teeth and appetite
I wrote this poem at a time where I needed a written escape from the all consuming lust in my head. It’s a poem I’m proud of but at this moment in time a lot of it doesn’t reflect how I feel anymore. Regardless, I still wanted to share it
You are the taste of my insanity
With just the thought of you, my teeth begin to ache.
The distinct lack of your skin between them, and the overwhelming need for your touch is enough to bring me to my knees.
Every memory is your lingering ghost that will not let me rest in peace.
In your presence, your very being is a test of my self-restraint, a threat to my dissolving resolve. It is with a shaky breath and clenched jaw that I keep my desire chained up.
The inside of my head is a volatile place, infected with the intoxicating look on your face.
The sound of your voice.
The warmth in your mouth between breaths.
The animal look in your eye
It’s torture.
I am an appetite disguised in a woman's skin- a cannibal battling my humanity against the urge to slake my hunger and consume your every inch.
My canines hunger for your stripped flesh between them, sucking every bit of meat from your bones, drinking every bit of running wine in your bloodstream.
I have touched the tip of madness and I have witnessed it with my own dilated pupils. I have tasted insanity with my own tongue, and it tastes like you
it’s been quiet here due to the amount I’ve been travelling and working but rest assured I’ll be more active soon.
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Until the next, stay weird
Kaci xc