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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