*Rage coiled at the back of my throat
Serpentine with spit of fire
Welling up and sending
Acid down my cheeks and through my
Lips
Clenching teeth
Shivering and shaking
Eyes glowing full of molten dreams
Breath red with green
When I did it I focused
On the color of it all
The silvers
The reds
The way it all reflected and melted in the oozy warm water
Spinning and gliding
Drifting farther and farther
The molecules ripping apart at the zippers
Illustrating with precision and beauty what humans do
Through war and hatred*
The eclipsed moon whispered promises through the tape
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 10:20 PM UTC
*Rage coiled at the back of my throat
Serpentine with spit of fire
Welling up and sending
Acid down my cheeks and through my
Lips
Clenching teeth
Shivering and shaking
Eyes glowing full of molten dreams
Breath red with green
When I did it I focused
On the color of it all
The silvers
The reds
The way it all reflected and melted in the oozy warm water
Spinning and gliding
Drifting farther and farther
The molecules ripping apart at the zippers
Illustrating with precision and beauty what humans do
Through war and hatred*
The eclipsed moon whispered promises through the tape
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