Image for the poem She peels her skin off

She peels her skin off

Pencil Drawing, used charcoal for black in the end:


The strange taste of your body’s tears

It fixates me,

In tunnel vision eyes of site

It begins,


To fade to black

Save for it;


In her disturbing Dark beauty,

She is peeling off her skin,

And I,


lost in mind in Juarez

during the summer time monsoon,

I stayed looking on

Her, ugly is beautiful

Her demons are depraved in a saintly way

And I, so very far from home

Am left to defy it,

Humbled, and oddly enough, wanting to sacrifice,

…And to taste from her…

Her inner beauty decorated

like sleek silver backs howling at the moon,

Mesmerized, I peeled off what was left of me

Just so that I might touch and please her

Mesmerized, I peeled off what was left of this

Of both society, and the skin of the man that used to be

And the monsters in us met,

Wondering off in the rain of the desert night
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