Jan 2019
You are scissors -
steel blades striding
over naked flesh,
sinking like boots into mud -
geysers of frothing blood.
Trip and rust in my guts
you *******;
then sleep in my innards.
steel blades striding
over naked flesh,
sinking like boots into mud -
geysers of frothing blood.
Trip and rust in my guts
you *******;
then sleep in my innards.
