Hot Wax and Petit fours

what did you say?

you want me to write something especially for you?

lemme think for a second...

get my bearings 
and prepare for the line of complete horseshit I'm about to spew

it will take
only a moment of preparation
and sedative lies
seeping under your skin
making all of it
a complete tie
to the inevitable trash you are about to read
and somehow,
the seed that sows empty words onto a screen

loving you, wanting you, making only you- think,
even I, have the ability...


to feel.