Tess Connor (30/10/1992 / Mt Gambier)

quitting feels so easy as I raise the lips
the kisses on my arms, they tickle and trickle
the warming and cooling sensation sets my smile

strength slips away like a painful orgasm
wait to feel the climax
the torturing world slows around me

every think, every blink recorded forever
I surrender, my eye down the barrell
as I farewell my family with a recording.