murder/

December 18, 2020December 18, 2020 / Michael Raven

ribbons and burnt 
offerings the
gun steel odor in
mouth when we
dreamkiss for
an eternity of this
gut wrench ache
deep inside
ripping out my
pounding heart

and the show now begins...

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