Maybe I Should Slip Off

Slippery almost falling
I am going still going can’t stop
The road is calling the rhythm of life
Leaves no other choice but this ceaseless journey
Of no return no return no return where to return
Where to return infinity innocence back to the womb
Sperm spilling out of mothers’ vaginas our fathers stick their dicks out
We are not born none of us wait I was born
I have been born to be more exact
Still alive still going still balancing on the verge of falling
Still saying what I’m not supposed to say right
Still camouflaging myself beyond the silk of thick words
Buttered to the paper or screen of your laptop or a desktop
You consume me and toss me
You toss me by consuming me
I feel your tongue licking off my substance
Ugly feral devouring
And I deploy myself expose myself to this
Why should I
Maybe I should slip off