Sunday 14 January 2018

Recycling

I leak gallons
Of blood 
To be rid of 
The ghosts of your
Pawing digits
I purge infinite
Snapshots
Of your words
Recycling promises
Into regrets
I scream bruises
Of recollections
Tokens of betrayal
Proudly shading
My unloved back
Lilac and turquoise

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