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A short story about true love and heart break.

I slow dance with Misery, to obscure melodies As she presses her impassive body against mine And I liquef..

I feel guilty. So wretchedly, inconsolably, insufferably guilty. I stand here reticently staring at the cre..

-I- Electricity. I am writing again. Pretending that this sub-standard string of words; this badly structured..

Something I scribbled down at 3 am in the morning.

My gleaming blade it slows the heart This shaking hand a perfect calm This mind is clear as crystal meth These eyes adhere like canting death. A..

A dark reflection on writing and the page.

A free verse poem.