Fraudlent Dots
frraudulent dots
marking
bloody
spots
on
my
mind
chasers
of
my
thoughts
representing
my
dots
leave
me
an
space
my
love
is blood dripping
into an clot
your vulturous cries
demons
in
disguise
you could never be unclung
clinging to me
seduction
of
my seams
we stitched the foam to seas
my love starts ripped
from
stars
breathes
fraudulent dots
try and mock
stolen styles
stolen
glances
free rolling advances
moss gathers in your teeth
your frodulent dots
pile from underneath
making me to be
an
teach'er
of
word art marauders
sculpting
am
i
as they cry harder
pretending to have
mental knots
they space
out
an
become
fraudulent dots
?
...
..
.
Copyright © Wool Man | Year Posted 2018
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