Another Piece of Poetry

Wired transference

gravy thick, stuck in my lungs

I swallow the blood of my sisters

laced between my legs

a thousand beating drums

the forest trees are spread across the skyline

and I am alone

Alone without you in my hand

But time lapses

and I am within the wind

traveling through the airwaves

holding my breath, waiting for asphyxiation

years of pine and needles

pluck the pine like feathers in my skin

pull the thread deep into my bones

I am still alone

dead inside

but with you I’m alive

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