Thursday, November 26, 2009


Wretched crippling

Hangman’s noose

Peeling gold

Fall around my neck

Ineluctable rope that strangles you

Sharp breaking against my throat

It is



I want to take on your pain

All that black that leaked into your eyes

They used to light the sky

And I know I can’t



It’s liquid pours in your mouth

I have watched it take you

For years

Assiduous monster that rules you

I hate its mask


I wonder often

In this diseases face

Of who I am not afraid

If in drowning you

In it’s nefarious bed

If it wouldn’t take me instead.

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