I Ingest Your Mood Poem by dan hightower

Remnants lingering like fuses
Fiery words emoting
Tingling the wanting tips
Stripping a melancholic layer

Bare now and defensive
Snarled flesh and gurney blood
Infernal burning smell
What is this dripping noise?

Quick to heal to the quick
(inser witty cliché)
Sharp and wanting tips
Teeth hidden now bare

Sear and tear
Slipknot slipped not slipping
I am nearer than you imagine
To the precipice of my savagery

Pressure of pride builds
Can I taste your irreverence?
The tinge of bitterness
I should look for the sugar

But instead I ingest your mood
Process and digress
Until my fragments fray
And you have become my bane

So that I must devour myself
And eclipse the morality
Transcendence
Above
New…