Saturday, January 1, 2011

Why Would Someone Give You Blueberries?

Black Heart

blood on my sheets
your hungry mouth, wide open elsewhere
drooling saliva mix with lubricants.
Pleasures mechanical copulas bestial
contaminate the skin of old sweat.
Mother of possession of selfishness
still pierce body shots on
banged by one another without shame. Gainers

regurgitation in my chest and tearing down the anger still littered with black belly
my face
is not sadness for your pain
dirty indelible stain
cry and my grin is to wait.

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