Don't touch me,

you with your malice,

and laughing electric eyes

that burn at my flesh.

Don't dance near me

you with your horrible lines

and warm rancid breath

on the nape of my neck.

You, you lay in wait

calculating and ever observant.

When I turn a blind eye,

you will throw yourself upon me,

smother me in gasoline,

and snatch the air from my lungs,

while slipping down my throat.

You will seep into my heart

thousands of pins

sinking into tender red flesh

I will never be able to

strike a match to purge.

Don't touch me.


don't leave me.