Shadow Boxing With Muerte

Dig away at my hope
bloom my scalded prison
your cyanide fingernail
scratches purgatory echoes
where paraplegic parasites
dance too jagged concertos,

‎השגריר שלי
‎של הבהובים גנובים,
‎זה שמאיר
‎עם חמדנות מאושר
‎בדממה המעוותת
‎של קורות מסומנות.

Kiss my miscue
you shrewd shape shifter
skip tracer
of self-holocaustic
glows,

a shrouded cloud
drifts as bloomed doom
from your derivative stare,

a sentient sentinel
strips away fragments
of your hiccuped pattern
botched a blotted
hopscotched criterion,

cock smearing
malignant contusions
into your osmotic
butterfly atrophy,

tinctured tickles
along tainted fissures
infusing blistered bitter stings
crocheting stringed
fire-rings inside
squared teardrops,

influx my wayward halo
into the bowels of a rippled
attestant bulwark res publica,

cro-magnon mantra
pea cerebrum farts
matriculates through
guttural grunts,

vexing vindicated
paradoxical visions
with foxglove osculations.


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