Fat Bottom Girl Said What

When my ass talks, people listen.

Necrosis

My heart is gathering dust

and my lips are gathering cobwebs

and I need you to come and sweep them away

with your kiss

My fingers have become stiff with rigor mortis

as love always dies a slow death

and I no longer recall how it feels

to intertwine hands with another

Have I relegated myself to a mausoleum of my own making

or has the universe decided I am not worthy

of things which come so easily to others

Return me to the earth

and let the dirt quell my heart of what it seems

are otherworldly longings

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2 thoughts on “Necrosis

  1. Snarkypants2016 on said:

    You know how sometimes we fall in love with the characters in the books we read? This is how I have come to love you. Your words are illustrative of a beautiful soul.

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