Sulfur.

For lack of purpose

my mind decided today

would be a perfect day for evaporating into

sulfur.

The thought i thought

has run away.

Among other things,

i cant quite process

where my attention span began

and where it decided to end.

Your beautiful words

oh your beautiful words.

And how they

were so quickly absorbed by my skin

Have you left your rmark?

im sure it's there

but not unlike the footprints engraved on the beach of my mind,

a simple wave of my defenses can

wash it away.

it doesnt matter for now

i am too preoccupied 

playing hide and seek 

with those beautiful words.

lets continue this later

the smell of sulfur is making me sick