Pepsi Cola

Just when I thought it was over,
melancholy under the moon,
I decided I was tired of missing you,
so I tore off my clothes,
my past,
and sank into silk sheets,
ready for one last drink,
before bidding goodbye,
to my dreams of you.
Just when I thought it was over,
I choked on my Pepsi cola,
my throat slinking around oxygen,
cobra crush,
crimson cheeks.

Panic.
Panic.
Panic.

pepsi cola jennifer juan 2

I thought I was going to die.
Orchid across your shoulders.
I never meant to see your shoulders.
I fall beneath them,
my eyes sewn shut,
to avoid your own,
but still I cannot resist you.

I thought I was going to die,
and I realised,
the breathlessness,
the helplessness,
the panic.
Panic.
Panic.

It reminded me of when I look at you,
and it was not over.
It would never be over.

I wish I had choked to death.

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