Find happy in the sea

But not me

I'm drowning in alcohol and desserts

Swallowing shame in bucketfuls of broken dirty cum and glass

Soaking my pleasure in lubricated asshole

And I sink into the passenger seat of his van

I'm so scared I piss myself

But that's okay he says it turns him on

And licks the skin off his lips

And soon spits his tongue in me

He looks me in the eye

I think he was crying

But then he pushes me onto his bed

And squeezes me like a wet sponge

Until it rains sadness

All over my chest

He gives me a coat and takes me out of his room

I saw the concierge look at me with glossy eyes

Why is everyone crying?

I get a sloppy kiss and a "do this again sometime?"

And maybe an STD

But that's fine with me

I'm not just another 18 year old fish in the sea

I'm that pruned salty husk of a boy found dead beneath the beach

Where there's sorrow in the sand