I enjoy the way your heart beats underneath my dirty fingernails.
Like the wax in my eardrums
I get stuck
Like heavy hands on a soft piano,
Gently touching you so you don’t awake…
I want to split you open and
Cut your arteries into pieces
Like a bloody piece of steak,
Dripping down my arms
...Seeping into my skin.
It wouldn’t be so bad, ya know.
Without the sauce or
It wouldn’t be so bad to bleed
On something or someone else who
Doesn’t mind holding you without
Lauren Hamilton (c) 2009
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