Scab Poems - Poems about Scab

We look at the clean, perfect face, feel that smoothness against the backs of our fingers, long to stroke it with our fingertips, place our lips against it, sniff, rub gently. That was yesterday. Today, fingernails dig into a scab on that skin. Try to pull it off that face, let out blood? Do you still love it, that flesh, that skin? That being? Today? (11 Dec...

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Breaking News David J Walker Fliberty flimm flamm Giberty gib Skiberty skib scab Floperty flib Zippity do dah Pigerty pigg Rigerty wash rag Oily rig And that’s why You will die Unless you Giberty jig More as details become available...

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Healing wounds of betrayal open once more with blood ...

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Covered thinly, by a bloody clot. Unhealed. Congealed. Unwelcome obligations to eat, sleep, dress fulfilled. That your body is still here is the best that can be said of this, the first year....

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you were never in love with me except for that feeling that burst through your cock and crowed for me at dawns break and alarmed all but a saint and allowed room for fashion at a reasonable rate coupled with all of your expression and crippling indecision the catacombs of your whys fevering the attempts to boiling points and highs cooling them with distance...

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I feel the scars rip open, the scars of past torment gushing out puss and blood. Burning, burning with such scorching heat that my brain screams in agony. Stakes pounded through hand and foot while blood and...

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