Poetry Slam 1: The Empath

Let me be your parasite

I seek your poison & your pain

I crave to be your leech

& inhale all your burdens

Transfer to me your venomous snake

I’ll carry him for you

& you can frolic, weightless

I’ll take your place in the quicksand

I’ll step into your tar pits

& graze upon your toxicity

lick you free from the bubbling torment

& you’ll turn & see me, surviving

& I’ll look up & see you, thriving

& I’ll perish with a smile

having had eaten your world of pain

It will come with me

into the nothingness

& all remains is you, anew