• catbucket 23w

    fishing through the leaves for the words i’ve stumbled upon while around you
    i find them, pick it up, but it’s at the bottom of a bottle, with “drink me” wrapped in blue ribbon around it
    i pull the ribbon and bite my tongue, it burns like electricity that charges me to spill it back out into slurring dirty words
    ones you can pronounce better than mine
    i vomit it out and we understand what goes next
    pick ourselves out of the dirt, stumble back home, and without speech taste all the sweet things we mean inside mouths