Barbaric

Speechless,

Their Barbarity, 

has left my mouth empty,

I write from old drafts,

Scripted,

Words don’t come easy,

My brothers and I,

look at each other in bewilderment,

How can those who love,

Abandon?


They live in Cults,

and I live in Dreams. 

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Decapitation

DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,

Mad Woman

and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of

the Whales came.

In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into