"I Did It On Purpose"

forgetting intensity
a lack of knowing how it feels
    to touch
a fish washed ashore
dried up & cracked
pieces picked
insides outside
blistering
red qualities feed bugs
dynamite is glowing
blowing
the sleep is upon my legs
and tingling testicles
    excitement
murder angst insecurity
you're not me
Believe in nothing and
   you believe in something
I just want to fly, maybe die
end it all in atomic skies
Snort cocaine