sparkling beverage just sits there; here on my desk
Cheaply constructed, hastily synthesized-
this is tropical-flavored beverage
If the wild of the earth, the passion and all the heat could emanate from you
to me, for some reason I think it would be musky,
or maybe it would even stink of sweat-
but it could have a citrus odor of guava and kiwi and passionfruit
at least!
I am just saying that I doubt it would be this plastic bottle,
which is clearly chemical.
Saccharine liquid I can barely gag down without
a helping of goldfish crackers to take away the burning taste of cancer
Yes I know the article in the paper said it doesn't actually cause cancer.
I only meant it tasted that way.
You to me are not tropical, then, but perhaps wild--feral.
spewing from your maw you scream and rush me and push me down:
this is not a packaged deal summer vacation
where the cokes are 2.50 a bottle on the beach, no. MY LIFE IS AT STAKE HERE- this is my heart, my true blood, thick and red and hot and pounding inside me- this is what we drink, then, the tropical-flavored beverage, beyond generic, nameless, always there deep inside