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The Aftermath
Do you ever take the time To just stop And listen? If you listen closely enough You can hear your eye lids Click. You can hear your ears Pop And your brain Shift. You can hear the liquids Sway in your head. If you listen closely enough. A sound will create a tidal Wave of fear. Sick in the head with A violent case of nausea. A snake coils about my abdomen And eats away at my Insides. I'm shivering. I'm teething without wanting to. My breath will quicken If you want it to, If you listen closely enough. Ignore the crickets in the keep. Watch my chest rise with body heat As you lay on your side in hopes of sleep, I'll die in another world, Where the bed bugs wear Long before midnight. Where an old bitter cherished Lies captive in a crease. Abandoned by a drunken addict. Abandoned by a simpleton. Abandoned by a fool. If you want it to, Her heart will melt Through your fingertips And singe the sheets Where you can find A squeamish tear Posted on a pull. He withers with each dripping drop And every snipping drool. You'd hear it too And pity true When pinning comes too soon. You'd hear it with a backward Taste And slowly tune it base to face. You'd whip your lashes all too kind And sink in with A distant vine About my neck with Concrete grind. You'd hear me feel it too. If you listen closely enough, You'll know just what to do.
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