it feels as if
my bones
were ground to dust
to coat
my crushed organs
deep fried
in a lake of fire
as i am served up
on a silver platter
for the devil himself
a stygian love letter
a disaster unfurled
a three course
lesson in futility
an abandonment of sin
bound in
a sacrament of lies
the erect whisper
of postcoital promises
on a bed
of silken sighs
Erect whisper 🤔
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I had to read it. Lol. The image fits, I stand by it. Hahaha
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It does 🙂
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