you
and your pretty little
dope head,
fingers scratching at your
skin like walls
(the worms crawled in
but they won't come out).

screaming and biting
the backs of your lips,
your teeth are
green around the edges
and you're already fading to black.

potty mouth epidemic
eating light-bulbs like cake.

translucent
with your skin and bones
crystal white
addiction
blistering and swollen
busting over
named brand aluminum foil.

by the time you want
to say sorry,
you'll have no teeth
and your coffin will be as infested
as you are.