April

April took the best of everything
anesthetic corpses, love killed love

Bruised all over before it fell from the tree
buried again, body untasted but the seeds are everlasting

The only way to unlock the cage, to be covered in dirt
to sleep
to escape

Fingerless gloves hiding protruding
tired veins
In the uncomfortable heat
brother, you got me wrong

yet I paid that debt somehow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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