Questions
she had tainted eyes
to see, to never know
sane, concrete pillars
slowly roadways into space
creating cavities
inducing negativities
mind jumbled in corruption
of thought
reduced to universal lust
you picked up the pieces
torn, fragmented sections
never turning back time
repairing fractures in my skull
my brain was seething out,
out of pores
I bled through curtains
they were stained red -
the color for whores
you told her she was beautiful,
little beads of water on grass,
falling
the center of mass
objects draw each other
even robots
a bear and a leaf
easily crushed, but,
where will you take me?

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