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Blind to the pain
Laughing at the wound
Observing its crimson color
Once the blade strikes again
Deal with another cut I must
Laughing at the wound
Observing its crimson color
Once the blade strikes again
Deal with another cut I must
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this is what i bleed
sun, moon, orbiting each other into infinity:
this is not what i bleed.
i bleed a pale white coin
to flip-flip,
sweet kisses on breathing,
beating, warm
marble.
this is not the usual spectrum.
this is not morning, day, night,
marriage, kids,
this is undertable handhelds,
underduvet genesis,
symmetry.
flowers bursting in a sea of anther,
ambrosia gushing in tears of joy
under blessed light.
stamen and stamen. entwined bloom.
this is what i bleed.
osmosis.
a fallout of linked fingers,
a flooding held in cupped
hands as bright as any other.
sun and sun again. moon
and moon again. circled
synchronous
Literature
Red nails and dead eyes
I will crawl
across this checkered floor
into your arms.
I will paint my face
with dark eyes
and lips sewn shut.
I give you a fantasy
where I bow
in submission.
I am pale and gaunt,
made up like the dead
before I dominate you.
There is an energy
in your fear and my lust
that paints an apt picture
of the beast behind my make-up.
I will crawl
on hands and knees
to an alter that reeks of blood.
I smile at your hallucination
of my gentle hands
and mouth.
Your pupils dilate
beneath my magic,
your will a puddle of goo.
I am fair skinned and innocent,
yearning for your touch,
in your mind.
There is such power
in my stare that it corrupts you
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Hunger
A wave of hunger crashes into me
Nothing like I ever felt before
The urgency in the voices of my head are getting louder
The first cut never feels enough
The devils are still aiming their arrows toward my heart
Control is long gone and has left me alone
I can’t recognize my own body anymore
So many scars, so many reasons
Guilt and shame hits me hard
There is no obstacle to hide behind
But i’m hungry for the pain that can silence my raging mind
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