A sweet tooth will kill you.
So I’m blowing out my brains,
With straight sugar to the veins.
Death, is a left, past gluttony.
I want everything to fuck me.
From the inside out.
A blackcurrant liquorice too far.
But it was fun,
If life needed glucose,
Death will be a bowl full E numbers wrapped in cotton candy cunts.
Heaven, hell, I embrace you.