Charlie

Charlie burn me and then eat me.

Stain my blood let your teeth keep me.

Heat can take its time to stick.

Oily sickly sticky and much too sweet.

Sip water in elation, hard from elevation.

Charlie its hot and your burning skin. I cant stop I’m falling in.

Will you keep me move inside me?

Will you break me then remake me?

Charlie build me a box from the soul of a pine.

There’s a hole in the graveyard. I’ve named it it’s mine.

Just leave your light on.

Please, leave your light on so I’ll know I’m still alive.

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