I Do Not Understand This Extermination You Have Performed in Me
Through the thickest parts of night's veins
we crawled
clinging to each other, but you still cannot see
my animals have died at your door. You will not let me impale my hunger on your razor stare.
You cannot hear my bones crying to you.
Nothing can connect me to you.
We drop into craters of time, rock jaws sleeping in serpent skin.
In the tangled music of broken shadows we strangle our lives
with the disease we called love. And you still cannot feel
my name's flesh
starving at your gate.
Brown Miller
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