miércoles, 17 de agosto de 2016

mirror maiden

a bitten fruit
a rotten heart
a slice of my soul in the darkness
bleeding
like a beheaded pigeon
like a constriction
like a snake stuck in a memory
sliding from my fingertips to nowhere but a wound
inbetween legs
woman shaped with knives

stone me
be the sin
embrace yourself to defeat
what I became
I can become
hush
hush!
shut
the mirror maiden
down
break the silence out of my words
with the cry of detachment