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These days
Like splintered glass
Inch by
Catlike
 
 
But I'm swept up
In hopeless agony
The wake of your destructions
 
 
You take so much, sometimes
 
 
It's like forgetting what's left
[of me]
Of, anything, really.
 
 
These velvet ropes
Are turning to ore
Tear rusted
Wrought irons
Shackled to perfection
 
Corroded Carotids
 
 
./
 
 
This heart hollows
Just a bit more
 
 
E v e r y.fucking.d a y
 
 
Let's make manslaughter into a game,
 
 
Shall we?
 
 
Start small, with a punctured lung
Seal it with an icy stare
 
 
These intestines
Are good for filling with hate
And pan frying
 
Let's consume our hopes and dreams like gluttons
Only to watch them hit the walls like metallic shards of vomit
 
Dancing past our fingers
With a smile and a wave
 
 
Let's recreate our tragadies
 
      one
 
                last
 
time
 
 
Since it seems the previous obviously lacked proper justice
 
 
Don't worry, honey
I can smile while you nail yourself to that crucifix if you want...
 
 
That crown of thorns
Is fitting
 
 
For a martyr like yourself
 
 
 
Please, don't allow me to disturb you,
 
 
as I'll be digging my grave, to the left, over there...