"dingleberries" poems
This crusty blood,
seeps into my every hole,
Latching on to my hairs,
Creating a home for ************* to form.
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
i am an apricot,
dried and vacuum-packed amongst chunks of cashew nuts and *************
i am a cigarette,
wrinkled and cracked with ashes so rank and how the wind whispers my bones away.
i am a stick of magnesium
extingushed halfway -
and i will never burn again
for you have swallowed my spark.
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 3:06 PM UTC