I knew a girl,
she wanted to lick everything she liked,
everything she wanted to behold if
she couldn’t reach a full mental grasp of it
using other senses.
I knew a man,
he ate his dreams, while he was asleep.
Once, he became so hungry
so he ate his soul;
and at the dawn of next morning
he died.
The cannibalistic axolotl
is a king of the night.
He knows everything in the world,
because he remembers the taste.
He knows when you need his experience,
but comes only to destroy
your paragons of virtue.