Blood -
Bubbling dark
on lips we
perceived to be
luscious.
Lies -
Snaking in
A band of thieves
Hiding behind
White clouds.
Shame –
As visible as
Monstrous smoke
Devirgining
The air.
Mercy –
Futile cries
Sordid lies
Phantasms of light
Dancing drunk on
Streets they
Claim as
Their own…
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