Feb 2019
You see me
and think
I am alive,
hair, bones
and teeth
heart swelling,
shrinking, pulsing
blood
but kiss me
and you will
taste death,
lingering like
icing sugar
on my blistered
blue lips
and think
I am alive,
hair, bones
and teeth
heart swelling,
shrinking, pulsing
blood
but kiss me
and you will
taste death,
lingering like
icing sugar
on my blistered
blue lips
(F/UK)
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