fuck you

let's swim justly
through a river bend of duality
juxposition the taste
and the resemblences of
your mouth on fire
working over time
spill the words
let them unfold
like your own fascination
with the drive to solidify
hands inside my soul
not the 13th number
double it
add 17
thus you'll meet me
in the middle
past the ring
and the sensations
that are cloaked
thus in your cold choke of
your embrace
I will concead
or define
what it is to be your support barrier