shades of colours evaporate
and you try to hold poisons to your lips
stopping a second before they taste your tongue.
Poisons are flavourful nectars
that can take you places from where
you will never return.
And you don't want to return.
You want to go away,
somewhere, some place from where
you never have to return.
But you can't taste it,
you were destroyed
in a bizarre accident of fate
which split your tongue in two.
