a heart shaped sticker on my chest

you slapped a heart shaped sticker no compassion
on my chest i said 'take it away you want me 15 minutes a week'
'not even a day' you said and tore it off my back.

'zanga she got me good' without
'i know your crevices' and 'your body naked in front of me'
i am not missing you from charcoal tears
just screeching a poem.

Lucifer comes behind
lights up
gets high
flies off
me on his back
you burn
burn into a poem
this poem
and i up with the elements that love me
you are dead you are disappeared
with a smile on my face i stole it
from yours.





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