Angry Juice

The squeezed juice taste like blood
The scraped juice Undiluted
Taste of my skin

The sensation of vomit churning
As if looking at my naked self
Balancing it for taste
Reality tossed away in foulness

Hiding away trepedition
with an inadequate smile
Pretending with a modest smile

Desiring only comfort
discarding all else
If you want a taste
just let me be, Angry juice

An extended palm
a coaxing voice
A bitter smile is all I can muster
albeit pointless

After all the world is filled
with money and figures
a knowing hedonist emerges
Understanding the sour and
the sweet makes it all too real

Hiding away trepedition
with an inadequate smile
Pretending with a modest smile

You weren't listening
to begin with, so just shut it
I'll never be tainted you
Hungry boy

Desiring only comfort
discarding all else
If you want a taste
just let me be, Angry juice