Reverence
Reverence
I see you in the mirror, I see all three of you looking back,
I see all the hate and void tidied in perfect little stacks...
I feel presumptuous fingers running, tips brush skin and,
I feel six penetrating eyes, but only two cold damp hands...
I taste my iron flushed saliva, as blood runs my bitten tongue,
I taste the bass echoed hollow, from the screams my throat sung...
I hear judgments as shadows laugh and dance in primal screams,
I hear my rages whistling kettle as my sanity tears its seams...
I know that chances come at costs, coincidences have consequences,
I know this reflection, lost, mouthing these words in silent sentences...
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