Gashes Poems - Poems about Gashes

...No torrid steel rod cauterized my wounds for I couldn't lick the festering gashes clean. Your sharp-bladed tongue bit too deep, fangs plunged with each vile cursed scene. No mere prick or scrat......

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...Flapping without flying. It feels okay. Your scales of fur corrode. A foul, but sweet, but warm, but damp... Scent of something new. You're red and blue tomorrow, Yellow, pink, today. But fo......

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...Bloodlet me, my precious You can make this my willing sacrifice To cure me of impurity, of sickness. Cut gashes into my face. Discard chunks of my body. These cliffs into my mind, Scars of unhe......

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...Lurid looks have been thrown at me Deadly daggers sent to pierce my heart Why do some insist on acting beastly waging war in attempts to tear me apart? How long can I go on pretending I'm not in......

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...The sky bathes the harbor in cyan turquoise cadet-blue sea foam bubbles the only gorget one has versus the flamingos and canaries absconding littoral mire the gashes on my feet, the burn in my <>...

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...My battle to keep you is over. A checkmate, without any closure. My skin is bruised and beaten and battered and scarred and weakened. I can't shake the guilt or the images of the life we built......

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...8 months down the drain Blood congeals then clots but has no time to scar I bleed myself empty, my vessel full of progress, full of hours and days and weeks and months lies slashed and broken on t......

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... The silent woman watches, Shifting in the cold. Holding coffee in hand, Watching over the land. Swiftly through the falling leaves, Laying in the water. Boats carving......

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...On those dark, winter evenings, when the frost tinged wind burns your skin with each weak sputtering breath, I find myself longing for a crisp walk along the shore. Sand, not yet touched on this ne......

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...Step where I have stepped, tread where I have trod, weep what I have wept and crawl where I have clawed. Then, and only then, may you judge what I've selected - only then have you earned my y......

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...Some cats mark their territory with claw marks Shredding your couch, putting gashes in your vinyl seats. Other cats leave strong urine in their zone, a warning to others to “keep out!” My own cat......

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...Coagulation Starter – 3-28-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coagulation Finally, my blood began to coagulate, Flowing like insomnia Between the wounds of dawn and dusk When......

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...In your temple, you rewrite me with glass letters, infinitely breaking me, And I pronounce the mantra of forgiveness, like a saint in the agony of purifying ecstasy. Her voice vibrated, a flame in ......

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... Umbilical umbrellica of umbral phantanes "Anjelsmoth Banjitreel Naievae" These are the spasmodic words you cause in me, dare to ascertain in my exotic condition of your cusping co......

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...after taking classes to make pancakes with molasses we must move our asses (while making advances) (we were all aghast) (were burned to ashes) (against head bashes) (have been on branches) ......

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