Switch off the saccharine br because your sweetness br leaves me nauseated br and retching br clutching for a bucket br at the side of my bed br br While your adoration br makes me reel drunkenly br stretching for a hold br on something solid br br Because your words shimmer through br my fingers br like vapor br br I can't be bothered to appreciate br your sentiment br because it is the sediment in my red wine br br Leave me br burnt, bitter, blackbr br Abbi van den Bergbr br