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there is something growing inside of her
the feeling is insurmountable,
it contorts along the edges
of her ribcage - gnaws at her
small intestine
there are nails piercing her belly
and the almond shaped button
is turning into a wrinkle, fading
and disappearing as
bones depress
and sink like structures built
to crumble daylight
the horror of the outside,
there is something becoming
but she need not inhale it,
to know this kind of sickness -
her eyes are desolate
her hair is fraught with nerve
& the moment she lifts her
stab-wound eyes to
a shadow's dance,
her toes curl
like the wall-paper
her body is balled up, legs strewn -
full of blotches and bedsores -
and the ail of her
stoned murmur is
piled in pale vomit
- ghastly and ghostlike
the silent panic, sullen inebriation
- cries unheard and a dial tone drone
retorts but all this kicking
is entangling her & she
sucks in the stale stench
of defeat
there is something growing inside of her
Melancholy state
Benign breathe Melignnt breathe
Alone thoughts unanswered
^^ should be malignant, sorry tired --.
Pitiful little monster eater,
Black smog settling in the crevices of those baby blues,
Looking down on me from the crescent spire of the moon,
And it's alabaster gaze swallows the putrid glow -
Crippled, cross-eyed gestures and vivilian nonsense,
God, that look is crazy baby.
To be consumed:
I had never once considered it in such a context;
Kill me clever with well-wished winks and stone cold
Stares, don't take it easy on me sleazy, no offense - sex;
Pink velvet lipstick smeared and sweltered on my tongue,
Yummy Yum - poison never tasted so bad.
Girl, give me that knife.
You know I won't let you die - right?
Cleave, cut and gash those rosy-reds up like lamb chops,
Yea baby, get it out of your system - all that meddlesome
Marrow and dried, auburn droplets of hemo-globs and goober fish,
Those vital organs are so vacuous, silly really;
I assume you agree.
Smile,
Eternity aint all that bad, you're overexaggerating the boredom,
Or um, maybe you're just ungrateful. But I still love you.
Empty cadaver girl, puppetry in looming vex of my hard-earned
Maliciousness - I tried really hard to make you cry,
And there you go wiping the tears away -
They don't grow on trees you know.
I find it funny when you slash your face open,
Hey paper machete maiden, come over here and tickle my fancy.
Don't bite your tongue, just go ahead and slit it down the
Middle and kiss me slithery serpent slut - no offense - sex;
Black eye-liner drips and stained mascara-cter, Yea, play the part,
Brooding, busted porcelain eyes - I love ya doll.
Girl give me that knife.
You know I won't let you die - right?
It's me, you, and the moon forever and ever, shaded landscapes
And tainted side-walks, it's you and me forever baby.
And I do mean
Forever.