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I breathe you in like acid air
intoxicating my lungs
lime poison
can feel you like steam
streaming through my teeth
crawling down my tubes with dryness

I cry tears of you
drip emerald on your fingertips
making me drunk with how you scent
putting me to roses of the disturbed

Killing me with dust of the dead
you exhale into me
gripping my throat
back arched over your elbows
trembeling
fog the sky in deafening music
in smoke

Toxic rush fall into my womb
feel it rot
decay in trickles
peeling flesh like wallpaper from your empty room
where we sleep at night wrapped in each other

Press your head into my childbearing cradle
on your knees streaming ebony droplets
hit the floor green
pale hands locked behind my hips

I'm holding you
forgiving you
dying with you
saying one last time sorry
not for ourselves but this unborn child

Mercy on our souls




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On Tuesday March 29th, 2005, weheldhandsattheendoftheworld (122) writes:
wow. from the very beginning it left me breathless. wonderful!


On Sunday January 30th, 2005, Emptyness Inside Me (195) writes:
i enjoyed the way you pieced this together, lots of imagery, amazing write, good job ~Emptyness~


On Saturday January 29th, 2005, Lydia Jade (788) writes:
very vivid in imagery...and very descriptive as well


On Saturday January 29th, 2005, K_Love (698) writes:
The imagery was amazing indeed,"you exhale into me gripping my throat" -- some very beautiful lines in this. Beautiful write.


On Saturday January 29th, 2005, An Expired Member (3) writes:
i loved the vivid imagery employed in this work, "I cry tears of you drip emerald on your fingertips making me drunk with how you scent putting me to roses of the disturbed " this line in particular, bravo



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