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Your words tore into my abdomen like vultures feeding on
the raw emotion their filthy wings stirred up from the dust.
My ribs cracked from the blow.
But, I think sometimes
of how these were the ribs
that should have chased you away from me,
quietly wondering how you managed to
slither past this cage of bone and flesh
to engrave your fingerprints into my marrow.
You were sweat & spice & scars-
Your eyes,
a thunderstorm of black and blue sex
jarring and devouring my insides,
shaped a faithless religion
through the cracks & broken shards
of my hollowed out womb.
(I want my insides back.)
Literature
Constructive Criticism
"Tell me what you think."
"Of the poem?"
"No, of my face. Yes, the poem."
"I was going to say, because your face is just stupid."
"Very funny. Read."
"..."
"What did you think?"
"Why did you write this?"
"I wrote it for you."
"For me?"
"Yes."
"You make me self conscious when you say things like that."
"I know."
"I'm not worth this you know."
"What does that mean?"
"I am half a girl, and I deserve half a poem."
"That is not true, and you still haven't told me what you really thought about it."
"It's as broken and complex and half hearted as a sad song about the way you feel ink trail between your fingers like it's blood. There
Literature
October Eyes
Such gentle colors drip across your freckled shoulder blades.
A quilt of puddled watercolors soaked in auburn shades.
Spun of golden rivulets and rinsed in autumn skies,
So many endless currents swimming through your lonesome eyes.
Brushing under fingertips and over shattered songs,
Unraveling like morning glaze against my paling palms.
With beauty like October hills and hollow as the skies,
The water drops against the earth will be our lullaby.
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Remedy
A chemical reaction
Akin to the wings of a dove
You feel a karmic wind change
From this feeling called love
As I unfurl my wings
To the plague in your heart
I am your remedy
Now the healing can start
A spiritual moment
A timely epiphany
Everything in its right place
Just as it's meant to be
As I unfurl my wings
To the plague in your mind
Within the darkest caverns
I will bring you sunshine
A healing process
We will soothe each other's sores
My love, you are my life line
As much as I am yours
As we spread our arms
Two souls embrace as one
Your remedy is my cure
And our symptoms are now gone
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I wish I could write the way you do. Your lines flow very nicely and you have a great choice of words. It's absolutely flawless and beautiful.