a thirst you can never quench

i avoid
letting anyone
see the entirety
of hell hidden
in my hazel gaze
the brimstone
stained smile
as the flames
lick the lips
your every cell
yearns to taste
lead enough
damned souls to
a purgatory of
temporary intoxication
while i hold hell
within my chest
fearful of singeing
your delicate soul

my heart is less
a destination
and more a sketchy
neighborhood where
you make sure all
the car doors are locked
as a sulphurous fog
rises and the howls
of demons rattle you
to your core

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