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... Deeper than dark pleasures, it's what lies beneath that beckons...


There's nothing
only the sound of my own voice,  
faint whispers
solidifying all I know I hunger for
 
Permanence of hope
amid an appetite  
for strengthened fortitude
percolates  
out of a self dug well  
 
Rejuvenating the withering inside,  
Quenching a thirst for blood  
and the tendency  
to radiate wounded retaliation  
 
Especially as winds batter  
with stings and lashes,  
unkind vicious bites
random (mere flashes),  
echoing out hard tangible truths  
 
A providence of pains  
pinpoint awaken,  
rewarding highly  
with perfectly reddened  
insight  
 
Searched for soul-moments,  
brazenly herald, "I fucking need you"

need you to release me from myself  
 
In rousing bouts of mutal  
intensely defined unyielding,  
desperate reprimands  
lessen  
ache-hurt suffering  

Doled out  
raw  
and  
used  
and plentiful  
 
There's a unique pureness
and  
dark splendor

in my secret harsh demands  
being exactly what he requires,  
 
 
 to be needed.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Author's Note
Trying to find my footing after a bit of writer's block.
©re-blu2022
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