Craving

i want to grate her

into lines that thin out and blend

make air out of her

make her bubble in my drinks

as she sharpens

bothers

as i cave and parts of her

addict me 

meet me on the ceiling

drip down with sweat

pull her dull her

pump the music

i look down the glass

no taste no warmth no feeling

just shaved ice and her

staring back at me

she leaves and lives

it in me