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Author: hand-carved
Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/Poetry - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-27-07 - Updated: 01-12-08 - Complete - id:2455271

pulse
crimson asphyxiation wrote the walls of my mind,
splattered across face to drink parchedly,
scarred tissue and grating nightmares echoed from
nose to hand spit wrath ravished in vocalizations.

under my membrane, a pulse thumps in electrifying cadence
coordinated by the locale of music screamed
from the thin walls that separated mercury forms;
the same palpable infections that caused sores to form
across my tongue.

Your teeth scraped it off to try to punish me for deeds
undone moans vibrated through the floor,
and the sweet nectar of you and I mixing left me abandoned
on the floor craving more.


author's note: much darker mind-set, I know. Eh. This was picture inspired. currently no comments on this piece.


© Copyright 2007 hand-carved (FictionPress ID:585831).


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