Quench My Thirst....


How many of you out there quenched our thirst ?

How many of you out there cared enough about that dry mouth...seeking...

I am thirsty...


I am thirsty ...

I am thirsty...I drink you up

Sewage water...

Sewage water and my words

fall in puddles

putrid waters

made of your stench...

My belly touches the earth
while I bow down
tasting you,
while I quench my thirst
sewage water
putrid water
made
of you...

I smell you in my mouth
I gargle you
in the late evening
I vomit you in the morning
And the following day
I bow down
my belly touching the earth
sipping,
sipping you
sipping
your taste
the taste of sewage...


PS: Thank you David for making the picture alive...

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