Till its bleeding crack dries
To never feeling….alone
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! ♥♥♥Love Is (Join us!)♥♥♥ !, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Gay Men, Midnight Ramblers, Queer and Gender Theories Group and Up & Coming WritersThe love he has is guilty as tarred grit
It dry retches for mouths
And hankers like a yellow addict
For a soft vein’s pulse
His inner lover says he must flog this guilty love
Smash it on rocks
Stone it
Till its bleeding crack dries
On bleached and deserted cliffs
So he strips himself raw
Shredded and licked by a Maralinga sun
Like his naked skin mattered
As if a spear’s gut piercing
Could gouge out the diseased and despised spot
Just then the earth opened up and swallowed him whole.
TBall
powerful stuff and imagery
Robert Knapman replied
Cheers TBall
Kristin Reynolds
WOW. this is brilliant. true, real, and excellently written.
love this.
Robert Knapman replied
Hey thanks sweetie :)
RikkiWoods
Incredible writing.
Robert Knapman replied
Thanks Rikki – nice to meet you too.
TripZ
really powerful imagery, especially the inner lover’s voice, and to be swallowed
by the earth.. leaves me with much to think about
Mark Richards
love the composition and flow of your words Robert!