Sweat

Sinking downwards into a warm squishy fabric.
The chocolate heats up.
Odours from my body exude onto the exterior.
I take the lid off the trash can.
Every pour in my body leaks liquid.
I feel like there is a heater in my mouth.
I'm quickly filling up my pool.
As a snail once lied to me.
The ones who sit still sweat.
The ones who move work.
We sweat, We work, Then we sweat some more.