Monday, 17 August 2015

Vicks

A strong addictive substance,
fills my breath,

With each inhale my nostrils twitch, like an aroused virgin,

A whitish gluey substance fills my fingers...
i touch myself, 
i take it to my chest, rubbing it all over grazing  skin and hair
I smell my fingers again,
What pure intoxicating slime,
Thank God for Vicks, now I can go to sleep and cure my sinus.





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