i want to lick the ice cream off of your face mask

I want to lick the ice cream

Off of your face mask

The tears of a robot taste

Like strawberry shake

Shake shake 

I will warm the metal

Of your grubbers in mine

I’m too high far away

To see anything feelings

Might take root on

I feel like peeling the bark from a tree

I can’t say why

Maybe I would keep a piece in my pocket

Maybe i’d sniff the bastard

When I felt weird

And separated from rocky ridges

I could pass out 

At the introduction of your heartbeat

Into an afternoon

We must exchange randomized 

Polygons of self

And this is spirits camouflage 

Maybe we can steal the ship of days

The ship of theseus

Light a candle

Blow this pop stand

Remember the memories are fine and fleeting

What must be recited

Is the litany of touch

I caress each actual thing

And forget the taste of alphabet

Soup

It's really nice to have someone to share things with
That's what I'm saying