Sour

Sour

With that nauseating,

Rolling,

Repugnant

Wax of skin

You're just learning

Feeling like

You're tasting death,

Padawan,

The liquid rolling

In rivets

Down the edges

Of your lips

Burning cuts

Licking at scratches

Scenting fingers

Blinding eyes...

You'll learn in time

Of spaceport food

Didn't you know

That was sour fruit?