THANATOPHOBIA
Rapid fire thoughts transduce in slow motion
I gag on the words when they taste like devotion
and it’s true if cigarettes grew on trees I’d probably roam the streets with newspapers wrapped around my feet
but I’d be getting somewhere and at least when i looked down things would be black and white
and yeah you’ll cook up your last bit of inspiration
and i bet you’ll use the best spoon in the drawer
It’s kinda like the nightly ceiling fan staring contest held in my room that no one ever seems to show up to
It’s like finding out your wife was cheating after she’s dead
it’s like trying to slit your wrists without getting blood on your hands
it’s like having the best long term health plan on death row
Now this next part is critical
try not to hold your breath between the lines
and if your heartbeat becomes habitual
press a knife between your lungs
remember none of this is literal
suicide is the quickest cure for thanatophobia
By LUKE ROSE
