vapor

i sharpen teeth
not to draw blood
but to mark territory
to remind the bearer
the painful bliss i inflict.
i let the moon guide me
shoot fair warning to prey
i smother insecurities
suffocate it until inhibitions die
in the night
i keep the sun lit
my fingers follow
every inch of terrain
and without a flag
i claim what's mine
roots dig beneath concrete
and when the memory fades
i creep into existence
from the desire
to get lost in my hands
to melt in my mouth.

it starts tonight
beard become goatee
fro becomes ceasar
and the devilish grin
reveals all the nasty
dirty disgusting pleasurable acts
our imagination can conjure up.