Pluck my hair
as if it were wild weeds
overgrown on my scalp.Carve a slit
between my pecs,
rip my chest apart
and watch my heart
drop onto your feet.Play with it
like a football,
kick it around
until it’s bruised
& bloodless.Shove acid
down my throat,
watch my mouth foam
& my body convulse.These are the only ways
I’ll stop thinking of you.
A list of my featured works is found in Publications, including my full-length collection, Welcome to the Sombre Days (2018).
First published by Royal Rose Magazine.
Oh, I am speechless.👍😱😨🤐
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