Arches
Thoughts between my thighs sparking lightning bolts between my teeth
Plagues of wetness running hot lava floods down my legs
Drowning Noah in his safe-haven ark
Gums bruised, bleeding
Lips boxing-match swollen,
minced, split, broken
Flesh scorched raw with heat,
crawling with vessels burst violet and violent
Ache climbing,
my stairway to hell-cracked spine
Deadly chills curling my toes in phantom spasms of haunting
Muscle and sinew, rotting,
fatigued from exhausted exertion
Buried heavy in dirt-clogged graves
And all the while
my throat bleeds out heavy and piercing
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