an open allegory
with its hands all under-
neath your shirt
and you're alternating
offspring sprung more
of the same
romance
whispered bitterly
by every easy
bit of me
by every little
leave leading up
to better things
and my mastery
of memory
makes each instance
into everything
our insides demand
a deity
on hands and knees
confess to me
will you be
painting
waves
on dolphins?














Comments
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everything burns if the flame is hot enough
the world is nothing but a crucible
xo!
--
one half of *ZombiesAteUs
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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
I always wonder how people
are going to react to my less
straightforward scribblings
xo!
--
one half of *ZombiesAteUs
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"No damned man kills me and lives!"
-Nathan Bedford Forrest.
thank you.
xo!
--
one half of *ZombiesAteUs
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everything burns if the flame is hot enough
the world is nothing but a crucible
with mine, people barely react at all, they prolly read it and say, "okay, onto something that isn't senseless as all hell."
ever think it's happened to you?
--
Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
xo!
--
one half of *ZombiesAteUs
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