7 june 2017
Elevating
It was not your body,
but blood was on the wall.
Inhale the stench of the day.
Grim scene, the multiple kisses
of marrow and flesh. You were
not drawing him, inviting-
him tonight for a date,
but the fetch was on the wall.
From, to turn. Put a starfish
in my bowl, to play. There was
a guest waiting at the door. Will
not abuse your lock and key.
Crawling, groping, darkness descends.
But there was a light on the wall.
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