Candice at TheFeatheredSleep collaborates on a poem.
Echoes of pierced hearts
Taunting evil deeds
Motherless child from a
Damaged womb
Breathless before God
And his followers
Atonement expires
Heat drenches a soaked soul
A sparrow breaks his wing
Black ash falls from the sky
Voodooed and seanced
A blur, a speck no one sees
Or knows
If you moved from colored bruise beneath silken pour of sleeplessness
Supple backed, dewy salt, two thrust on tiptoe, catching breath
Shards blending, fizzured pulse, ever and ever, tongued capture
Flush against humid glass, hold–pressing fierce crimson, disturbing numinous hour of sewing
Children with boiled seaside sweets, deep in their catkin singing mouths, dream of a dark cast–shrouding
Yet as I quit–the hingeless drug
Your smudged anger envelops, the stray chill of my shoulder
As a bandage will hold us, burned into place.
Until moths pick their…
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