October 27, 2008
I want you
in a way that’s almost creepy
very creepy
scary creepy
I want you blamed
in police lines
I want your claws
dug in my neck
hands wrapped around poles
nails ripping through scalps
ours is something strange
ours is something sadistic
ours is something dark
that I’m dying to drown in
never to be found
to have obituaries written
to our unhealthy gazes
only to be resurrected
as something within you.
You are something within me.

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