Seven…

slithering along

dragging a half~eaten

lump of flesh behind me

 

fallen from inside me

where the love used to live

i claw through stone

 

handful after handful

of cold death~dirt

i cast behind me

 

my only light

the fading glow

of my flickering passion

 

my way barred

i tear fingernails loose

ripping the hinges off

releasing a powdery stench

 

bugs crawling

through my hair

licking my brain

 

i slide inside

pulling the cold heavy cover

of darkness over me

 

singing sweetly to myself

as i lie there

forever rotting in despair

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