A Parasite.-Devika Mathur
My Valiant Soul
In the alcoholic eyes of mine,
I choked on your divine name
knitting dreams of your dreary arms
I kissed my own grave.
Sordid, papable walks confine me now
Cold hemisphere, stifle my pharynx.
What more I desire from the bleeding roses of lost hope?
I am back in my own dirt now.
Clustered and a parasite of cries.
©My Valiant Soul
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