Cautious

choking on all that's been tasted
won't try that tictac again
the red one's got me hacking
can't expect another to go in

experience is shit for optimism
don't want to salt repeated wounds
my tongue's all bloody from licking
hope I'll be rid of this soon

throwing up after ice cream
couldn't type right for weeks
won't hammer down like that again
I'm trying to use my feet

experience is shit for optimism
not up for sticky band aids
chugging pills got my throat sore
don't want to be wincing today

skunk juice curled my nose
when I tried to pick an orchid
won't trod in those meadows again
plucking petals like I did

experience is shit for optimism
grinding nails through my thighs
I need to save my plasma
I can't afford to cry