I am nothing, simply air.
No, I am not air, air is too pure
I am straight cigarette smoke
falling out of the mouths of horny teenage boys
with drooping eyelids
and sly smiles
I'm filling their cracked lungs with
nicotine
mixing with sweat and saliva and testosterone
seeping into their clothes
imbedding myself there
damaging their stupid brains
filled with bad intentions and dirty thoughts
making their breaths shorter
the stench of me always lingering
on their dripping tongues
they'll be addicted soon
i'll pull them under, into my world of haze
where their lanky arms will grasp my non existent body
and i'll jump right down their throats
They wont be able to unglue their cracked lips from the filter
They'll just stuck the poison up
Until they too, start to flake,
and shiver,
and die.
