Thursday, November 20, 2014

Reduction In Reverse

Reduced
To pulp
She says goodbye

Like my teeth are slowly falling down

Access
Denied
But it's she who needed access help

Like closed doors wrongfully opening

I am dirt
I am beat by a shovel
I am over a dead man now
I am cursed
I am filth
I am living underground

Broken
To pieces
I will never see her again

Like jigsaws that don't fit right in

Diminished
To invisibility
But she too will never see me again

Like words that will scar me like a blade

I am used
I am dumb
I am alive now
I will be blessed
I am sacred
I will live above you

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