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Jay Ashford Apr 2017
That's you,
You fool
You jest.

With life,
You flirt
You jab.

No lines,
You cross
You invade.

*******
Your mind
You scream.

Swine them
You act
Your scene.




          Stroke your own ego ****!

Only a fool jests
When the guillotine stands
You dare flirt when
Your face is like a jab

The invasion failed
When you crossed rebellion
Your mind screams ****
"I beg to differ. I'm so different."

I've seen enough.
The act stops,
At this very scene.

Meaning doesn't
mean
Meaningless things.

I bet, with
Closed eyes
You make bets.

Black is your comfort
In your little world;
It's your safety blanket
You haven't thrown.
Jay Ashford Apr 2017
Mink -
You had me killed
Resting softly on my shoulder.

You command to my ears;
Your -
Hot breath dribbles down my neck

Don't think I can't see
You're always in periphery -
Snow white silk, laced expression

indeed, Poisoned,
You now mean everything -
Maps can be drawn on the lines of your skin

glassy eyes, flaming cheek
Already your tail -
wrapped my neck and chin.

I was king and ruled the world
my crown was You -
Your velvet fur.
Jay Ashford Jul 2016
I kept guessing the finger,
that traced along my skin.

Now it's gone, gone with the wind!
Now it's no longer here, to keep me guessing!
Come back, dear finger, I promise not to twitch!
Come home, dear finger, right where you should be!
Forgive me, was I wrong?
Forgive me, have my demons won?
Dear finger, keep tracing across my back!
Dear finger, tear away my skin, pick at my bones!

Dear
Finger
Rip
Me
To
Shreds -

DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! TRACE ALONG MY SKIN!
DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE! ANYTHING!
any form of interaction with you is worth it.

— The End —