“Blood Was The New Black, That Was Yesterday”

 

tones of sharp

red

nonsense

laced with betrayal

this exile

 is self imposed

and if I wanted

I would chew

 the barrel

off the gun

so pleasantly

fixed on my skull

and your throat would be open

long before your mouth…

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About ashlomen

I am a self-destructive, lazy writer/poet... wasting my full potential on a world that doesn’t care.
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