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Morning night terrors of the heart: we don't know where the blood comes from

Surgical
Cold steel
Peel back the epidermis
flung
gushing

Bleeding
Stolen Night terrors
where my heart once was
beat phantom pains

fingertips colder than a well diggers ass
snorting snot back up dorsal
faint blood splatter
on white sheets

nightmares hold the fabric of this reality together
we cringe and crawl like inchworms
under magnifying glasses
we become one with radiations light


Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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