lil blurb i wrote a while ago

Why does the inside of a straw lined with water make you feel something

Something like diving in a bubble

Bubbles up in your throat with flavors like green or purple

Purple flowers, bright against tan skin

Skin ripped off of bones and blood seeping

Seeping out, running away from my pores

Pores filled with your lust of life

Life with the question of the meaning of why