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on your knees, plead to the crow
take the blame and point to the foe
end up with nothing but eternal gnaw
you can’t flux a heart when there’s nothing to thaw
121118 | ride home | december breeze
the sun is gone

i feel like without it, i am no one
though it burns my skin
and hurts my eyes
i still stare into its glow
its light


i know she destroys me unlike anyone
she turns everything to dust
when i turn away, she does things
unspeakable
and my back, consumed by flames,
she claims me


so like an obedient child,
i face her once again
and again

and again

because without her,
i am no one
11/01/18 – sundown
i always liked how my skin felt between your teeth
when instead of pain, it felt better
and instead of pulling away, i tether
because the little bites you decide to plant in my body
whether in my arms or neck or lips
i'd always want them plenty
for the aftermath of those are the bruises
the purple in my skin, the clot of my blood
they remind me of your mouth in my skin
they remind me of you, wanting me again
tremors, take over me
with this falling feather head,
control me

breathing
one
two
three
my blood pumps
as i drown in reverie

fire, take a hold of me
embrace my body
consume me

and as i float in this ocean
in these waters, this serenity
i dream of you,
lover,
to hold me
10/17/18
The Coffee Table

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