Desolation
motion sick and bound
No knowledge of place or time
To confound the senses.
Self-indulgent vanity
Etched in stripes
Sudoku of the deviant kind.
Desolation
No sight or sound
Vomit tipped desert lips and
Swallowed emotion.
Ravaged night-clad soul
Sarcophagus embalmed with
Witching hour shadow bruises.
Desolation
Heartsick and stormy
Mirror of the devastation within.
Sanctified upon the altar
Incarnate lustful Goddess
Merciless,yet pure
Nemesis of my existence.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
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