day 138 (october 13, 2017)

….what good are these words
if they dont tear out your eyes
grind into dust the rest of those lies
and then
spit on
cavarneous bloody sockets
that refused to see
even when retinas were attached
to nerves connecting
one hole to the other
no interpretive language inbetween
no color to be actually seen
justsomuchmothafucking
selfcontained circuits of logic
that
my words
would dribble right through
emerging finally
from orifices
that are edifices
of purity
ima bitedown hard though
to mix blood with saliva
so when i finally spit this atya
itll course through veins
like an iodine test
reddening yo anodyne
until
you too spit out blood

and yet….

day 138 (october 13, 2017)

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