Eye See You

Window to a soul.

Tears have to fall before you can see.

Eyes like laser beams.


Addicted to the choke.

The spasm in my belly.

The orgasm in pain.

A sweet sorrow.


Muscles humming in anticipation.

Craving the dark things.


I want to rip it all out and lay it bare. Have you take a stick and poke at it, examine it.

Flip my insides over and say there, that’s it right there. That bit of flesh, right there.

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