this is what i pray for:
intestines to navigate
into a higher cavity
to strangle my heart,
and to carve into my skull,
dig into my brain
to force amnesia
because
the memories haunt
(how we once polarized light
and colors so vivid
only squinted eyes could peek)
we are now only remnants
of a shattered kaleidoscope,
reflecting my broken body
scrambling to pick up the pieces-
so sharp and slicing my fingers with each grasp
i am only questions,
were you the prodigal son
suffering yourself like a clam,
trapping whatever oscillated before you?
can i fold into
a gaping portal
to sink into,
to escape
like a devil once escaped
the wrath of a vengeful god?
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not done, just needed to get this out.
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dig into my brain
to force amnesia
and
can i fold into
a gaping portal
to sink into,
to escape
like a devil once escaped
the wrath of a vengeful god?
are you kidding fuckkkkkkkk yes this is amazing.
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you just made 30 minutes of reading allpoetry poems completely worthwhile
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this is amazing. i want it
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