Black.

Thorns creep and take me by the neck

Submission, he whispers deep into the crevice of my collar bone

 

My mind weary from torment I scream

Black fire, he sings

Screams.

 

Take me out of this dream.

Give me a new scene

 

Or touch.

 

So I can feel

But not too much

 

Lest it consumes me like he who talks to me in my head.

 

 

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One thought on “Black.

  1. johncoyote says:

    Your poetry is amazing. Alive and strong statement allow your words to come alive. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.

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