i, spellbound, have turned a ritualistic pattern into a death bed.<\/p>\n
i, ritualistic, have turned the death bed into a mating ground,<\/p>\n
not mating for fulfillment, to enrich the dusty corridors of our desires.<\/p>\n
We lay in the aftermath, dizzying and erratic,<\/p>\n
I am fantastic as history repeats itself with another wound.<\/p>\n
I am cancerous and needy, dreading the midnight woe of your silence,<\/p>\n
When the time is spreading us thin, another calendar day, I set fire to every living thing in your hallways.<\/p>\n
I want to feel the pulse of your agony, grip me when we sleep.<\/p>\n
i, in the mating ground, have turned myself over to mother darkness,<\/p>\n
slept in her womb for years, and then grew up and fucked my way to another ending,<\/p>\n
spelling out the eras with my acidic tongue and your foreign flesh,<\/p>\n
I gripped your power, master, let me lead you into oblivion.<\/p>\n
I am erratic, in the sense of fury distress on every word we left behind in our disaster room,<\/p>\n
I assume we called it quits when the moon disappeared from the sky,<\/p>\n
everything has its limit.<\/p>\n
I built an era from your absence, and I mark the days with blood.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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