frail fuck, she's noxious and intoxicating a lip biting introvert chewing conversation like mental masturbation slowly, the image has to set I'm throwing up blood in regret an etymologist and three cold stones broke my temple like charges cutting curses to pieces with reason and when I asked why he gave a seasoned reply a factored lie, obviously mirror tied "one day you'll need me" "when you dig up the corpse of your past and find black rot and the girl who never got close enough to touch, killed mold a mulch with fire, burned her up in the wrapping" a Russian with perfect lips pointed towards eternity an athiest with a crucifix pointed towards obscurity she didn't wrap my body with care, I had to self mummify burning my body, scrubbing dead skin with lye I hope she doesn't turn back when she finds she's bathing a corpse chew your lip in plastination, you damned Christ convert find god in your blood finding fuel in my mailbox is a stamp, reminding me it's certified safe to burn my love your ghost carcass doesn't deserve eternal rest couldn't scrap your dissected pieces together with a litmus test but I did find a myth on your coffin you weren't a holy priest, you simply liked emblaming doctrine the etymologist was right, I need eternity to prove this life and my plundered pyramid and sinking statue act as carbon dating, proof of age
Nothing? Come on now, 26 views and not a single rip into it? Someone come eat my piece and shit it out.
"I'm throwing up blood in regret" good line, visual, brutal. "a Russian with perfect lips pointed towards eternity" haha curious... "she didn't wrap my body with care, I had to self mummify" love that! Neat piece..some very, very cool imagery and I liked the way you were focused on the theme.
your first stanza is killer...very clear voice, grabs and holds on...the first two lines are "wish i wrote that" lines... the intensity is amazing, powerful feelings...your words really drive your anger... excellent piece, sorry i didnt stumble on it sooner...
