Conspire (and Bleed Her)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It's about regret and loss.

Submitted: April 20, 2013

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Submitted: April 20, 2013



"... as I forced my flesh to smile."


Sniffing Angels Dust,

Devouring the Flesh of God

Muddy razors starts to hiss,

The sky blooms, and rains for loss

Bleeding in a strange bliss,

She cries like she's been born...

The flowers breathe in asymmetry,

As daisies grow thorns

With blood on my fingers,

I peeled your head,

"You're already dead."

Twitching beneath dead lights,

With blackness above her head

Bloodless, we contemplated,

She chews on locusts eggs,

and smiles like she's about to die.

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