EREBUS

I come from chaos and earth and eros.

At night, I put honey under my tongue
I think it’s sweet and it makes me say less
Sticky tongues rarely make trouble
I’ll show my teeth instead
 
I like my teeth, I’d like to keep them
I like my skin, wrinkles make me nervous
I’m a good girl, I don’t drink, I don’t smoke
I like my teeth, I’d like to keep them
 
In the dead of silence, I keep my noise close
I say I won’t turn back but then I just might
I come from Chaos’ deepest crevices
I will return.