her name in sparks

fireflies flit
throughout the recesses
of my acid etched
skeleton of hollow bone
of not for the
semitranslucent skin
stretched into a
parody of a grin
the flashing lights
signaling my love for her
would be breathtaking
my blood runs cold
in heaving sprays of
toxic masculinity
to scorch the linings of
vascular indifference
a half dead dreamer
convulsing in time
to mechanical heartsputters
as noxious smoke
drifts casually from
flared nostrils
a stained glass bull
charging headfirst toward
a a catastrophic demise
tiny yellow lights
flashing in morse code
as fireflies flit
through hollow bone

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