Poems from TheParadoxicalCat

Liquid Affection It can slip through your fingers But knowing you, you'll still hold on Trying to grasp it It dries into your flesh...
She lay there naked and dying Gasping and retching Helpless Blood oozing and flowing down the gash from her collar bone  to her womb...
In the time of years end we leave it and take to the sky on chilled feathers Ripples form on murky waters' surface, This wandering soul...

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