surreal

25 12 8
                                    

a/n: fixed typos. Don't post at 2am folks haha

The heart has equity
alright
at the bottom of it your footsteps
echo in the sewers

what are you
a lumpy livefeed
a fleshy mangled hand gripping
your underside

this mass
covering you
in sweaty and misty
shame and guilt

from whatever the center
of this rotten organ is
extends out a thousand bloody hands
grasping you and pulling you up

your lips as full as a vase
of beautiful violet lilies
eyes as pungent as the sun
body wrapped in skin like a cloth

i will watch you
strung up and striking
a pose
happy this is the life you chose

i take this as my
responsibility you know
wish i could wipe the sludge away
your dreams drain out your ears

and the oily puddles
they leave
remains as bright and faithful
as you always have been

Storms A-Brewing!Where stories live. Discover now