Strangle

By Disassembly Boy

The blood and the glass,
And the way it tasted after you kissed me,
I can’t forget those things.
Every memory, constrained and blue;
You’d wrap your veins around my throat
Until I felt your heartbeat..
Until you'd choke the life out of me.
Cos loving you meant losing oxygen.
Taped mouths
And lungs collapsing.
You never wanted me to forget
That time was running out;
That we were wearing down..
…And I couldn’t leave;
That you were losing your grip,
And I still couldn’t breathe.

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© 2007 Disassembly Boy Kevin N.
Published on Thursday, June 21, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • 10 Forty Three On Wednesday, October 12, 2016, 10 Forty Three (543)By person wrote:

    I love the imagery and the gruesome yet tragedy in all your poems. Well done. - 10:43

  • A former member wrote: Beautiful!

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Monday, August 4, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1580)By person wrote:

    Fantastic piece! This had an ominous feel to it, with creative imagery throughout...I am glad I came across this one! Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • carlosjackal On Tuesday, July 3, 2007, carlosjackal (2787)By person wrote:

    What twisted love you describe!! The metaphor of this piece was fucking ace and written perfectly. Write the fuck on =) -Carl

  • Tania On Saturday, June 23, 2007, Tania (192)By person wrote:

    you captured loves choke-hold perfectly.love it.

  • LadyMalice On Thursday, June 21, 2007, LadyMalice (18)By person wrote:

    I love the intensity in this. Nice work.

  • mywristshurt On Thursday, June 21, 2007, mywristshurt (405)By person wrote:

    this was emotional for me because i could feel someone taking my throat and grasping me.. and it hurts.. great write, keep it up, you have talent

  • Bella Butchery On Thursday, June 21, 2007, Bella Butchery (696)By person wrote:

    your words are like walking across needles, or rain evaporated formaldehyde..... they kill me every time.

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