(un)titled thought XLV

when i am sick
i feel less human
and more
over critical
anthropomorphic
can opener

it could be
the lack of sleep
talking

or

the throbbing
in my head
and
face

but

i want to
drizzle syrup
over you
like
a freshly buttered pancake
and
leave you hoarse
after licking it all off

or

cuddle
while watching
a movie

probably both

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