He Said Take Me
he said take me from the middle
we severed his left hand
he can still play
the
fiddle
thinks
himself
no less
of an
man
he
uses
my one
finger
the
best that he can
we shove him
in
the
closet
never let
the pain
pause
it
flown away from the moon
here
am
i
capitalized
angels fury breathes down my neck
forcast of hailstormed umbrellas
from under your umbilical cord
shreded past memories file
calm to me your breath
feed me from
your dear
focused
as we
or
as
i
die
bleed bread
shake free
he said take me
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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