Sunday, July 13, 2014

A sketch

Always one-step too far
no wonder you run.
All the pain I can take
shoved into this cave
dark red caked with dread.
To leave and be forgotten
my biggest fear.
Reach me here
reach far and never look back
to do so would cause the haze
to grow around this splendor.
One word is all it took for me
to find the irresistibility of freedom,
the heat rising from below,
my toes tingle when the bottom drops out.
Sin, friend cut the stitches clean
lap the wound make it bleed.
Tear the top off my head
release the power
fuck the dread.
Wave upon wave
and the only relief is my bed.

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