FlashYourFlesh

I can bellow

And scream

Rip the water out my eyes

Drag the needles out of my skin

And still be smothered by your

smouldering scent

Heart gagging at the

Bloody thirsty stench

clinging to me like a coffin

Ripe

As beads of sweat sway down my body

I can sigh and slap
Push my way through
Id still be treading over your tears
Smearing over your smile
Leaving you with nothing
An empty

final thoughts crash me like a pendulum swinging down against my head

the train of thought slowly dying like a rotten idea

words keep forming 

that don’t exist

I keep drawing sentences from a state of delirium with a senile smile licking my lips

I gorge of each verse as I spread my left hand across the paper

writing until my bones clench into handwriting unrecognisable

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