Laughing Skull
LAUGHING SKULL
my arms have breached the white walls
of laughing skull.
i have feasted upon their thoughts
today my plate is empty.
the butler of my brain is tired
but continues to serve a feast.
bleached ribs a xylophone
playing macabre notes.
as my tongue dances inside
the empty hall of my mouth.
:: 03.11.2022 ::
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