You kiss me with the lips of someone
different than me, then tear flesh
from bone, yanking my beating
heart free, placing it in an
imagination
only you and
your dead eyes
can dare
see.
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Kale Sinclair
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Comments (5)
The brutality of this kind of separation is so beautifully depicted. Ouch and wow.
Love this nonet
Wow - that's amazing.
Nice job.
That's pretty cool.