YOU DON'T HAVE TO REMIND ME TO TAKE MY MEDS...

I'm etching words onto your flesh,

endless words within my iris.

I'm taking turns in penetration,

is there gold within your marrow?

I can smile pretend,

and love you,though never say it.

Do I need to angel,

or can you feel me now?

I'm burning words into your flesh,

magic words upon my fingers.

I'm drinking holy water straight,

made from your saliva.

I can laugh pretend,

and make you feel just like I'm feeling.

Do I need to angel?

Then you ask me to take my meds.