Friday, April 24, 2015




I want to peel back
the skin from words, 
hear them scream as I
release the heat of
their flesh. Suck out the
marrow with a straw
while the truth of their
blood runs through my
fingers. I’ll breathe the
gore and wallow in the
eviscerated guts until
I know what to say.








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