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Once Upon a Woman's Body

Rhyme is a wasted crime
when we should be murdering skin

Lust can be the coves where tides never reach,
so breach life’s bearings and destinate land mines
until last faint wisps of vein
skein the colour map for sky burial

Metaphor-Hell is other people
sifting away through dark-hearted gravity
like Laika observing earth for the final time

tidal veils of your thighs
spasms of the groaning seas
Or, rather,
as matter of fact

fuck me until my cock bleeds
and your cunt retreats
Written by Strangeways_Rob
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Author's Note
Hell is other people. Sartre. Even as a metaphor whore, I'm aware of the limitations of language. Adult content as some are offended by the 'c' word. And I don't mean caring or craving.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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