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v-messy
v-messy
Canadian I send myself to you / as I send myself to death
Old mottos resurfaced in a strange land Ogling blindly eyeballs all over the horizontal landscapes Laying with my head upside dangling from the bed Drunk wobbling it up now to find balanced faces like demi-demon ghosts white haunting panting voices and legs for days dwindling each other down with nail file twine How long does it take to cut open your arm with an unlit candle? Rub at it turning the wax skin and burn I have your half blood head fang hanging over my bed now It bleeds on me still Drips in my mouth while I rest It tastes okay I guess
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Sep 22, 2012
Sep 22, 2012 at 4:16 AM UTC
MurMur
remember in my story how you wept on the monument your tears staining the feet of soldiers row men who killed amply and without judgment your eyes do that now rip throats out from beneath my fairy tales your hands are deeper than they used to be i think you’ve burnt a real levy this time the shores agree and mock my tone creeping like your hair brushed along my back im soothed by the patience of eyes tying me to a fever that begins below the skin have me for dinner and don’t look at me once just mouth words like pacifier and forget-me-not wishes like be the one please i beg for scraps from the table bits of meats ripped with your teeth glistening with your spit the devouring of my mind
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Sep 18, 2012
Sep 18, 2012 at 10:11 PM UTC
Untitled
i pawned you and split tails for your headhunt made more money in one night larger stacks than i could fill the tub with came home late wondered who had eaten my leftovers gave up quickly and crept into the windowsill a nest had buried there i slid my tongue in and tasted some wild berries they weren’t my dinner and the karma had caught up to us both by that point i unscrewed a light bulb from above my head and sat in the dark kitchen the linoleum felt nice on my cheeks it was a cold night but I was still hot i was looking in the fridge waiting for something to happen you are so pretty i can’t even stop looking at you the image fits into my eyes so frantically as though my pupils have been carved to your shape i thought i had devoured you completely i shouldn't be this hungry still
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Sep 18, 2012
Sep 18, 2012 at 10:08 PM UTC
starving eyes
sea mother eat me i want to remember the spill of the mud the prayer for breath eyes turn to pearl skin slips of seaweed coral bones bring me to kneel receive the rain a morsel of the heavy mound i am fill me creature salty daemon fire on the water claw of the sea
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Sep 18, 2012
Sep 18, 2012 at 10:00 PM UTC
nymphs hymn