Tuesday, June 5, 2012

counting

dry pursed lips,
spilling warm dark ember
unsatisfied, dulling senses
turning to blood of god
stop turning thoughts around
aching with infection and distemper
my voice is silent to closed eyes
turning on heel over and over
never finding an ending
only skip to the beginning


let loose control
stop haunting me.
into the ocean i let you loose.
with a heavy weight of the mind,
miles below. Don't come back.


Pleasure and pain
nothing without each other

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