Poem -
Death in afterlife
corners
Poison stain
a trickle of instant given pain
bend forward kiss me
lips tore hang in running threads
tasting the copper red
spitting out hated verbs
cats crawling on the borrowed moon
swooning from loves distance
no phones
just melting tones
Glass box
perspex glass
false collection of adulthoods
placemats caked in marble
fakes lined in overcoats
standing counting vinyl clouds
chanting beasts
devils dancing on the acid floor
lyrics were written with the scar
so many treatments
yet electrified alive
I've found drowning my only star
bodies crashing
but feel ok
now in this corner
please let me pray
see my frosted guess
travelling in conversations frosted breath
yes im in
my only death
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