Submerge -

this picture’s so graceful

coming through in sporadic sensations

and is it distasteful

if i wrote myself into a sonnet?

let’s compare our sensations

the ones we get from romantic abrasions

and it makes me feel like some kind of psychotic patient

and then i realize

it’s just compliments

on a chemical bayonet

they are all just temporary

and i’ve been wounded by the girl laying next to me

i want to sink into her skin

i want to swim, i want to swim

and as i sink into her skin

i am cold and calculated

and the words i say come permeating in

collaboration to a selfish statement

formed through my concentration

i want to sink into her skin

i want to swim, i want to swim

and as i sink into her skin

oh i just needed a distraction