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I stay away
Waiting darkness to cover my eyes And feel over my body the smell of flies With their wings that never stops beating. Skin and blind by their hunger, A hand only by bones. Baptize me God in the sins of my father’s. Saw the mouths of your angels That poured only poison in my left ear, That of a betrayal. A force to cut their wings into poems And crush them over. My spit, Acid that burns the tongue of your mortal son. You here me Rachel? Or Gabriel? You hide deep in your garden like a nun, Deaf, not wiling or not knowing The pain He calls with His rising Sun. That boiled sting in my rose finger Sinking me whole to my death. Why I just not exist? Take me away from their mouths, Their fat fingers covered in white gloves. Boiled worms, silly eating machines.
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