Play Me a Memory

A desired flavorsome taste wanting a cure of a dried out mouth leading to a mindlessness of waste liquidly solving a quenching drought Numbing a charisma of memories longing for the hazy shades wiping away loathed theories a smoldering fetish that slowly fades A quenched lurch of lust beggars a sad lonely time shelving the shell of trust left only a bitter slice of lime Muddled thoughts left dehydrated sidelined by disgust feelings abandoned and un-exhilarated a film coated tasting of must. Drenched and soaked to the bone blurred eyed and bleary a time not to be left alone it's time to play for me, a memory.