mangled me
sullen stomp.
you parade like
falling locks of
sweetest bird flight,
lost
in the ruffled feathers
of bedtime pillow.
holding your head above water,
up and into
poisonous air molecules,
you slip past substance
into addiction
and alongside murder.
my black eyes swallow
the sound of my
pain, stuck in silence.
my lips, red, with soreness
of stretching and
tearing and
withholding the tears
along with the crying.
my life trying to untangle
itself from the sheets..
everything is a nightmare
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