Sunday, February 22, 2015

birth of a poem

behind my eyes 
demons scratching, clawing 

dark ballads in my skull 
with hooked chain they are carving 

replacing my need 
to eat, drink, and breath 
with write, fuck, and bleed 

hearing their howl 
they cum in my brain 
I ejaculate verse and scream 



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