by Andrea Laws
clinging to changes owed in
debt solely for him;
the unseen knight waiting
for the moment to ride
sprung by anyone else
attempting to surpass his scars
would volunteer licked wounds
for the addiction of tasting
clouded blue,
distract me from fear of the new
sink, sink, sink me down in my welcoming trance
drown my last breath in cold-skinned arms
let my fingertips glide the imaginable corpse against the
nakedness of truth and reality
make my heart uncatchable and
discovered multiple times by you
planting,
nourishing future
bury past’s shovel and dirt,
never let responsibility grow
trespass against me
I will allow you to pass the gates
pull me into my abyss I created for
myself
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November 28, 2014
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