@@descript="'Fish Boy Quasit' by WiSH"

-fish boy quasit-

trickle trickle
your waterfalls
drown me in
your sticky sweetness.
i crave your blood,
your sweat,
your fears.

push me away with your
webbed fingers,
and pull me closer
again
to kiss me with watery
death.

gills sealed over
black candlewax
dripping under
a silver moon,
flip flop
breath expelled
i'll
take
you
to 
your
tomb.

-WiSH 7/95
