love
by c.james
spirits gyrate--fluttering
leaves caught in a tempest
vomiting blood
sweating gasoline
i record
brutal massacres of soul
boiling w/frustration
impotent
eyeballs flipped backwards
as we stare into
the blankness of--
MYSELF
beautiful gift really
a poisoned arrow
empathy is killing me
slowly
i met one, head
wrapped in swine intestines
like an undead cajun queen
she also practiced
the waltz of the disconnected
so, i opened a fresh wound
watch her drink, mesmerized
by the spectacle yet
she spat it back up
in my face w/a new
disease
cackling all the way
to the bloodbank
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-03-19 04:08:16
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