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she was once my rose

but now she’s only thorns

she pricked my heart

but my blood stained her soul

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consume me until i taste your sins.

show me all the secrets that lie beneath your skin.

consume me until i’m all the way in.

i’m inching closer as you lick your finger tips.

suck me dry;

eat me alive;

devour me,

so i can see what’s inside.

consume me;

take my life.

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The Mausoleum by the Phantom Painter

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to be a hypocrite is to be human.

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details by Roberto Ferri

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are all women who say no demons?

seemed to be the outcome for Lilith.

would i be happier in submission to Him?

how could i even be a good mother?

can’t even keep my plants alive,

they always suffer.

to neglect or suffocate.

i don’t know how to love any other way.

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the feminine urge to ghost my shrink

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Fall with the morning star

Or follow the lamb

Straight to the slaughter

Or burn with damned

Descend from the heavens

Or submit to his plan

Tortured but free;

Untouched and trapped.

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when it rains it pours,

but how big must a puddle grow

before it is considered a pond?

when does a pond become a lake?

i’m drowning,

but i insist that i’m dry.

insist i couldn’t die.

now every single day is overtime.

is extra credit.

is derealized.

i’m drowning but i

wring my clothes

and promise that i’m dry.

it’s good for the flowers, they say.

that’s very good.

you’ll need them soon.

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I wish that I was better, for the kids who emulate.

but they should really all know better,

than to take the fucking bait

that I’ve been dangling from this building

with my goosebumps in the cold.

I am nothing but a story for a man until I’m sold.

and he can tell it in the lobby, to the old men at the bar

they’ll all clink his cup

and make shit up.

to take it all too far,

they’ll tell a lie about the summer

where they “once had me alone”

and I’ll reside inside a sonnet.

I’m a picture in a phone.

I’ve aged beyond the angel they all saw inside me then.

a grotesque and fading memory

trapped underneath a pen.

“MPDG” 2023

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