Long Dead YouA Poem by Allen MastersonI've experienced your swelled vein grip
On my heart Loss of breath as I catch a ride on the train Please remain Smooth sticky honey for my Queen Bee Bitter pills melt And mingle with a memory Never met you, But I know your taste You'll come to me with colors of obsession Promising pleasures Open doors Floors Offer comfort for crawling Clawing At shadows of an insect empire Perpetual dawn offered to a liar Cradle me in the cold arms of the universe Reach the blackness Only to find more Disillusioned boundaries Of the dark w***e Feeling familiar to a few Feeling the presence... Of a long dead you © 2011 Allen Masterson |
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Added on January 13, 2011 Last Updated on January 13, 2011 Author
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