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Jun 2017
Bend and break this wire mesh
Of ribs in my chest
They don't protect my heart,
These copper wires of marrow
And harrowing biology.

My heart is not found behind them,
This fence,
It's on my sleeve,
Beating and bleeding and anxiously anticipating
Your beating and pain.

Anxiously anticipating your soft hands
To grab it, bypass my wires
And open slits in its flesh
With your picked and red fingernails
Picked and chipped with whatever stress
You live with.

You always pick at your nails,
Biting and breaking the skin.

Every day I wake
LONGING for those soft hands,
Pillows upon my face,
Waiting for them to grab my heart,
This pomegranate of Eden.

Take a bite and enjoy the knowledge of sin,
Listen to your carnal heartbeat
And crush my fruit of blood.

Listen to Lucifer whisper into your ear,
As you breathe my pheromones and ******* skin,
And whisper in my ears,
Making me worm with utter pleasure.

Take my heart from my sleeve,
My Eve to Eden.
Take this primal beat
And dance with it.
The rhythms of artery and veins,
So sweet as sugar the scent of ***
And love
And long nights alone.

Bend and break this wire body,
Crush my heart with your broken nails,
I'm your canvas and PLEASE-
Paint me with my suffering
And addiction to your skin,
So salty in this summer simmer,
Paint my green rusted copper shell
With the blood you pull from it.

Paint me with your whispers,
Hold my beating and collapse upon me,
Take me to hell.
I've had my heaven upon you.
Marshall CB Hiatt
Written by
Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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