"Untitled 19"
Blood stained sheets..
weeping my abandonment through ink..
these epistolaries billow weakly..
from the dark hallows of my soul..
not so discretely..
Fragmented and displaying thoughts of incoherence..
Supplicating the aridity..
I choke on dense air..
meditation at a stymie..
Amorous devotionals become my patsy..
palpitating the deluded ecxtasy in my sights..
A bitter taste of regret..
chatter between my auditory is bewildering..
corrupting my virility..
disgraced inside this infatuation..
left a flibbertigibbet..
My fecundity dissipating..
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By: Lisa Roberts
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