Nightmare and the Stallion
Your dilated eyes hurt to scream into
The trap always sings you back
Into the heart-strings of Death
Unchained and Fettered
(No more ways to enter the exit)
Cold Wet Slime (Words suffocate) the bright hot white
Hands
Hold me
This is a sensual
Nightmare and the Stallion
Fades
Through the blood red
Moon
Copyright © Alex Roth | Year Posted 2014
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