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Narcan Angel
Crimson curtains spill onto the dresser like the blood spilling down her neck
From dull tipped kisses and pecks
Framed in a murky halo of florescent
Her hair serpents slithering deep down into burn holes in the mattress
Hands exposed power lines humming with electricity
Delicate hollow moans
Punctuate breaths nicotine soaked
Her whispered lies narcan in disembodied tones
Our bedroom door would open and shut
Without our touch
She always had said there was a poltergeist in the apartment
But it was really her
All along
From dull tipped kisses and pecks
Framed in a murky halo of florescent
Her hair serpents slithering deep down into burn holes in the mattress
Hands exposed power lines humming with electricity
Delicate hollow moans
Punctuate breaths nicotine soaked
Her whispered lies narcan in disembodied tones
Our bedroom door would open and shut
Without our touch
She always had said there was a poltergeist in the apartment
But it was really her
All along
Published 25th Feb 2020
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25th Feb 2020 3:45am
25th Feb 2020 5:10am
25th Feb 2020 6:17am
A well-penned scribe dear poet!
Your aptitude for conveying a vivid scene occurs throughout the poetry of your quill.
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Your aptitude for conveying a vivid scene occurs throughout the poetry of your quill.
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25th Feb 2020 10:29am
25th Feb 2020 3:41pm
Thank you L :) and if you think that is spooky you should have dated the woman this is wrote about lol.
25th Feb 2020 9:24pm
People playing around with your sanity are very irritating. It's fucked up consistently convincing someone whom you 'care about' that they can't trust themselves.
25th Feb 2020 10:25pm
