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A blade buried to the hilt
In a wish, hope or dream
Veins rise, Teeth sink
Eyes shine, Skin drips
Fist wrapped in a neckless
A temptress ensnared
In a sweat soaked head dress
Vomeronasal, I'm far from stable
In your hair playing cats cradle
Supine fly trap
Relapsed into black thoughts
Back on the floor
Dragging her claws
Queen Felon
Looking at me like the last pawn on her board.
In a wish, hope or dream
Veins rise, Teeth sink
Eyes shine, Skin drips
Fist wrapped in a neckless
A temptress ensnared
In a sweat soaked head dress
Vomeronasal, I'm far from stable
In your hair playing cats cradle
Supine fly trap
Relapsed into black thoughts
Back on the floor
Dragging her claws
Queen Felon
Looking at me like the last pawn on her board.
Published 10th May 2016
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