13 December, 2013 § Leave a comment

[it’s a metaphor, metaletitpour]
JCD Kerwin

stab the stylus
into skin
place the paper
‘gainst my heart:
pulp and fiber flitter
sanguine rivers
‘round my toes:
mix it with
ink to turn
my veins to black.
fill the room with
keats’s breathings from
my asphyxiating
while you
feast on dusty bones.
cover your painted eyes
masks to hide
death falling new
upon the floor.

(December, 2013)

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