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May 14
Are you hungry enough to eat it?
If I were to claw my flesh like an itch
And rip through the dermis,
Until I’m pounding at the gates,
Break these walls to expose the wound
And tear from the valve.

Dangle it over your head,
As the beat dies down,
Go ahead, consume.

But what’s left of me,
Is compost for your
Garden full of dreams,
Grow with me
Into something beautiful
So wonderfully vibrant.
Painful and harmonic,

Even if I have to die to make it so
I’ll be there to watch it sow
As wildflowers bloom to take control
And our vines twist and tangle,
Up the columns, ageless.

Always your protector,
A dark forgotten aegis,
Sentinel in marble,
Robotic in my onslaught
But alive when the lights go out.

So consume,
I know you’re hungry enough to eat it
******* enough to take this,
One lavished lash at a time,
As I rip it out of my chest,
Beat fading in odd times
Take me in to be apart of you.
Love, pain, and gardens
Dom
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Dom  39/M/USA
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