delectable disasters
a life in motion
another standing still
side by side

i move trough worlds
like a bird of prey
hunting and scanning
Searching inside you

but in you
the fever passes
as the world collapses
as the pain goes on

collection of moments
that once were our throne
now sit on the floor
like wasted desires

such distasteful displays
of careless abandon
leaves you discarded
and numb without [bad word]