she whispered
into my ear
the meaning
of our wrists
why
temptation
is stronger than
redemption
that
the sky is a cage
and the ocean
is made of tears
she said this
in the night
on the street
walking away
me
shouting back
through the
black heat
that
her mother
was a
murderer
her father
was a drunk
and we
were martyrs
living off of
drugs and sex
like animals
of love
1 comment:
You've been rolling poetically for months. And this one's solid like the rest. My remix of yr latest:
she whispered
into my ear
the meaning
of our wrists
living off of
drugs and sex
like animals
of love
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