Layer me with marble
I'm on my last shakes
and the police don't care
Can you tell?
My dreams are empty
as a miscarried womb
--misery bloodworm canker cancer rotten meat --
Feel it in your deep down!
Anesthesia
Tangled up in blood
Shit-filled fantasies
Wheelbound and
hellbent
Dark headspace
spins me out of orbit
Black thighs
squeezing my brain
instead of my soul
Scorched in sin
swollen to bursting
Eat with me
Sleep with me
Be with me
Tristessa
Open Link Night
This is raw, wild, carnal in the best of ways, human in the worst. Such as the lady of which you speak...Kerouac would be proud
ReplyDeleteThanks, Natasha!
ReplyDeleteA dark place to be. Good write.
ReplyDeletetripping over yourself
ReplyDeletejust to crash
cool, this
working hard in the parlour - I see - gritty and cool!
ReplyDeleteBlack thighs
ReplyDeletesqueezing my brain
instead of my soul....and from there just a bit of madnes.s...though maybe not of the bad kind at all...smiles....