And now that we have completely become rent asunder unto ourselves,
And now the sword hangs from a golden thread over a silver throne
And now, not now, now
And always not now, always never
Pick it up, dust it off
The aperture of entropy
Vocabulary; I learned all the words I use from women I hated
Barbs on which my tongue caught
now there is only the muscle memory of how my tongue
traced those fruits, caught the water condensing on gems
Soiled, leaving a taste like rubber, tongue corroded the pathways of taste
Necrotized soft palate, dripping with validation
Dripping, spitting your scent blooded, foaming down my chin
Dripping, your sweet vindication, cold, closed, saccharine, sanguine, but
Drop me off on this corner, I can just walk away from here.
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I’m feelen this.
There were a couple of lines in here that really grabbed me. Overall, it’s rough, but it has unlimited potential.
Also, hope you’re doing well, Harrison. Always a pleasure.