Obituary In Motion

She treads cobblestone like a whore treads the path to heaven’s gate
Her breath controlled, her heart gripped in the paralysis of lust
Petrol pools in her footprints
She poisons the earth and I suck life from the air
Together we make an incredible sight
Angel of death and obituary in motion, hand in hand
Traversing the threshold of the sun
Incinerating ourselves to make a point
Obliterating each other in the name of escape
Her skin is flawed, my jaw drags in the dirt
We embrace like a bear trap snaps shut

Obituary In Motion

Arthur T. Ross

Joined September 2010

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