Willpower

when will
                i
succumb
to the
             little
whispers?


quickly turning,

into screams.

pushing on, "my heart!"

making it race.



Better yet...

when will you?

i hope you dont mind

do you mind if i sweep while you mop?

if i hate,
while you love.

if i stand,
while you dont?

do you mind,
if i respectfully, interject

if i change while,
you stay the same

if i burn,
while you rain?

Do you mind?

these are the things that fill my brain.

You're right.

I am insane.

Crazy, about you.

i hope you dont mind

much like clay

cackle.

"you gotta love it.


this is what you live for."

"yes sir

I have to shake your hand,

thank you for

your business"

"Whys that?"

"Im leaving this business soon"

"This is what you live for...

Farewell, have a good die, Mr. Yon"

"yes sir"

sigh.

zoned out

something of a daze.

he stood there.

Fixated.

he sat there.

mouth gaping.

he shook the,

violet, or wait,

is it purple?

No, lilac.

i wish he would

sit and stay still

for me to capture

the correct hue.

he remains sitting.

mouth gaping

Fixated.

my last envelope

watch.

as i do things for your fancy.

listen.

as i scream my heart out for you.

smell

as i sweat, plummeting for your pleasure.

taste

as blood is drawn from my lips.

touch.
   me.

as i dare you.

touch.
   me.

where you wish.

just don't leave fingerprints

One can blackmail with such.

good for you that i've used,

my last envelope.

After this one,

i won't be needing any more.

I hope.

me out of rhy.

you can either be brainwashed

by them

or take a risk

with me

One choice.

Two different destinies.

ill be around,

until you start detesting me.

Blissfully.

locusts in my shorts... shaking.

Oh come on, Mr. Yon!

You know I'm "sick",
with it.

the predicate,
good etiquette,

for  the sentences.

"STOP DANCING"

What do you think,
this is.