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Black Invitation With A Red Wax Seal

Pepper my shoes  
That I may dance upon the noses  
of the Gods in repose   
and they may violently wake   
blasting away the last trifling bits  
of over-inflated indignation  
that holds their gazes Heavenward   
So their heads will drop  
and they will see again  
their Creation  
(Capitalized in the same manner as Frankenstein;  
Master and Monster mistakenly sharing a name)  
 
Salt my wounds  
So I won't dare forget   
Taking time to cauterize and paint my introspection   
with questions of my past  
Lest I forget  
Scars say more than words most times  
(If done right)  
and I need an author for this melodrama  
 
Spice our entwinings  
Let those dark spirits come colliding  
to drag us back into our personal Hells  
And let's try to fuck this pain away  
I'll be your shroud  
in the presence of other predators  
You'll be my talisman,  
warding the weight of every form of rape 
with wild-eyed, quiet consent   
Remember, in these shadows,   
that you are in MY arms  
 
Sugar the stories as they relate   
and leave the thoughts to cure  
Sinking  
Meaning  
Feeling  
Fearing  
A freedom where Will comes to Want  
We are speaking spirits  
Let them choose their burden,   
their places to rest and haunt  
Disgust is still a key made for this journal's lock  
and Excitement, a pen, searching for an empty page
Written by PierreTheMad
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