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
FuenteLicencia:Public domain (US, no notice)

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