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 Aug 2015 m sreenivasan
K Poetry
Your dexterous brain hypnotizes me.
The gassed venom erupts from your thoughts and strikes mine
leaving me with helplessness and a dim light.
With temptation in mind
but never in your heart,
I am constricted with the fake,
shedskin love you've given me.
And you squeeze tighter and tighter
until I finally give up hope.
You devour me whole.
Then slither to your next meal.
 Aug 2015 m sreenivasan
K Poetry
The only way to describe my soul
Is a memory of what it looks like
To have bugs crawling out of the drain.

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