to bury the bones of too many victims

i am such a fucking
coward
that i can’t wash
the smell of your
perfume
off my palms

i want to breath
your scent
until
light-headed
and pathetically
dismembered
by the thought
of your kiss
and your closed eyes

my desire
is useless
it cannot be
satisfied
it’s only a poor
mans love

this lust
poorly wrapped
in recycled
ribbons and tape
begs only for
more
then after
the killing
it’s
still hungry

wanting more
to touch
to hope for
to tenderly paint
with gentle fingertips
to kiss with open
mouth
to lick each others face
to rip the clothes
off like island beasts
to spoil the virgins
to bleed the sinners
to bury the bones
of too many victims
to only say
i loved you
while standing
at your funeral

to bury the bones of too many victims

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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Love is a stupid thing.

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