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lowlyroach · 8 months

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630) The Sallow

Mucus puddle

Forehead slick

Sticky soles

Turn the mirror

Not much clearer

Sharp object exile

Find an Xact comfort

Barrier broken

3078 words poorly written

Needs revision

Bloody-wrist nightmare

Rest unrestful

Sleepy Sunday

Nothing changed

Bug-buzz excitement

Hand-bound padding

Climb a mountain

Look back

The ground's all flat

Unmoving muscles

Semi-truck rumbles

Wearing antlers in the windshield

A color, an insect, and bread

All brought low

Blood-soaked hands

Breathe in bleach

Won't wash out

It runs dry

Pools in your palm

Everlasting?

Burned down the sail

Crucified to the mast

Saltwater eyelids

Swollen shut

Swallow the sun

Friends take a stab at your back

Clenched teeth against stinging

Portray you as you are

Corpse with a serpent tongue

Grinning fangs

Strike at feeding hands

Passionless accusations

A liar's whip

Nothing is changing

Tight fist strangles

It's a picture planned

Preordained prophecies

Constellations spit secrets

When the world sang

Nobody can hold the hollow

Hands sift through the shallow

Desperate for a flood

Your clothes are dry

She fell into you

Bite off all you can chew

Thoughts like mud

Neck deep muck

One step at a time

Sinking deeper in

To starvation

Swallow silt

Shotgun vacation

Spiderweb stasis

Reach out

All eyes scowl downwards

Cancerous mosquito

Every vice at once

It's a birthday bash

Wait for devils in the dark

Pupils enlarged

Only singing hyenas

You watched the ants move

The shadows stretch to yawn

Fit you in her palm

Taste the rust in your mouth

Become star-bound

To a desert sun

Throat of sand

You spoke her name, then

A declaration

A demand

More important than thirst

You stared at it

Cyclical curse

Fist to concrete

I called you then, too

Always left outside

Rotting alone

Where wilting holds home

Backs turned away

It's you by yourself

It's horrendously ugly

Nobody wants to look

Hidden hand pockets

Thigh limps

Invisible is better

Face thinner

See my skeleton

Weight watchers

Plummet to gutter

When is it healthy?

One-sixty or zero

Lightheaded rise

Fall back to bed

Can't hold body up

Busy smoky lungs

Glowing in gardens

Dancing salt pillars

Swim in honeyed rivers

Wonder when

Weeds worked their way in

Even honey can rot

Entropy greeted warmly

Pollen poison

Endless spinning

Always queasy

Deep breaths

Cold sweats

Pawn plays at puppetry

Checkmate before you moved

You knew, didn't you?

Why did you play?

A self-sworn war

Aim sword at the door

The beast you see in the glass

It's all you have left

It's everything they said

Blade falters in hand

Open up

Just let it have you

You've killed yourself

You don't deserve peace

You are your own offering

Teeth snapping

Jaws slavering

Sounds of skin tearing

Sinew stretches thin

Bruises erupt on thigh

Stare at scarred wrists

Try to go unnoticed

Grip life by the neck

Squeeze out what's left

Not a drop to drink

No starlight to swallow

Always so hungry

Vivid colors of life

Burn until

Ashes become sallow

Wide eyes lose light

Hang by noose

To live is to lose

Such feather-light words

Hope plants fickle seeds

Rip out the roots

Her delusional eyes

Made a sculpture from a vulture

Coincidence becomes crucible

Melt down all that you are

Not enough to fill the hole

Disgustingly visible

Fear grows violent

Cower

Bleeding painting

Hide it in the dark

A 91% match

Left alone with a playlist

Whisper solemnly to the air

I was made to wither

Thoughts turn sinister

Battered barricades

Tiles stained

Time passes on the outskirts

Two become one at eleven

You did this to yourself

You don't deserve help

They all knew it, too

Everyone who loves you

Finds deserved rue

Join me in this

Love like a mangy mutt

Claws and teeth twist

Closed eyes see past

Taste rot in my kiss

Feel me licking the inside of your belly

I promise to kill God

Meet him with buckshot

Need a week at Georgia

I've seen the ending

Planned in a planner

Wearing a ring

Always and Forever

Time hasn't moved

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