Confession
heeding the worst; lips
he would rehearse; kiss
purpose would hurt his-
heart it immersed; drips-
sweat and a forced breath
the words that his mouth bled-
loud and dispersed; head;
nose; can’t be reversed; dread;
rose; slurred and dispersed; face-
burns slow and they turn; red; prose;
skin; skirt; eyebrows;
nails; bangs; tied blouse;
face; flushed; dry mouths-
gasp at the air with a slight growl
sun’s hold eased by the low ground
still on the roof but the air drowns
neither can breathe but they hear sounds;
seeking concretely to cry bounds
leaking not speaking; their hearts pound;
peak in, the bleak slims are feet from the brink-
hymns now pink from the lean in, their ink-
now strings linked- end to end, so in synch-
resonant resin-drink leaking pen-head, a sea-
of red flesh entity, now they rest as they heave-
moving chest, shaking teeth, throats compress, then release;
rosy mesh;
feign retreat;
sewn in flesh;
aching bleat;
Copyright © Constant Ly | Year Posted 2022
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