Last night I laid with another
To forget your silky hands
To feel alive again
Must you occupy my insides as well as my outsides?
And the result
I think I remember you now, more vividly than I did
Before this revengeful night
The eraser ceased working creating a black hole on the paper
Building a pulsating mark, that could not be removed
Other than by fire
Burn baby burn
From my mind, from my soul
All the sensations I know to be mine
Do not penetrate my surface
Last night I laid with another
The consequence you needn’t ponder
Revenge is yours only.
6.1.11 edited 6.19.11
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