Empty words creep toward my ears
They are sick with sweetness
They stain the air and turn it rancid
Slowly fading away
Nothingness floats and dangles above my head
Sour sounds put me on ice
You insist they are warm
The smell of green fills my mouth
Forced to swallow the bitterness
I wait for more
Plastic faces humiliate me
Shrinking internally
Crawling into a foxhole
Sheer words warp around me
They are constrictors
Squeezing tighter as I suffocate
Tighter
Tighter
Too many moments wasted
Too many useless breaths taken
You listen to me but are really talking about you