Friday, April 11, 2014

Bloodslide



We all have secrets; derelict shards 
of our shadow-selves. Salvaged 
only by the lust 
for an impending doom. 
Gifts we carry and do not own 
that would break the earth, if built upon, 
like a flash flood taking lives with it 
just because it can 
and my secrets take lives 
just to have a body count. 

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