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Immolation
I’m on my knees like I’m committing sin,
And put my hands together like it’s midnight.
If You swallow my soul,
Let my body weep.
The good die young for a reason.
And put my hands together like it’s midnight.
If You swallow my soul,
Let my body weep.
The good die young for a reason.
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windfall
I would gather all
the seven seas for you.
for me, you would not
spare a raindrop.
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Carcinogens
My hands smell
like antiseptic solution
and cancer, because
the peroxide won’t
cleanse your cigarette
ashes from my nails,
and the cremation
jar is still smoking.
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i hereby solemnly promise
to never disclose the details
in metaphorical or any other light
it is the only protection i can offer
the privacy of shadow and not
.
to never
bare your arms for the glowworms
and ravenous
phosphorous wolves;
at the bottom of the canyon,
after it's all done,
plucking strings of meat word by word,
limb to limb
they won't stop
analysis by osmosis
but this breath will escape
with updrafts to migrate
into the woven couches of lactating night
under its blanket that will muffle
the untaint
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Interpretations welcomed. Big thank you to haphazardmelody for the encouragement for this piece. Her help made this a lot shorter but....a lot better.
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Wonderful piece.