Friday, February 3, 2012

Save Me From Me



My skin is raw and
my heart whorls,
so my darling will you
please
soak me in you?

Smear yourself on me:
On my cumbersome limbs
on my
throbbing flesh.
You may suck
away
the delirium
and the morbidity
and the abyss
from the pores
of my
skin.


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