#originalpoem
"rotten corpse, decaying and vile, tell me this; can you feel?" through cracked bones, with shredded flesh, i savor the touch. #nsfwe #gore #poem #poetry #originalpoem
Kult: +30
Total: 30
fingers hook into my mouth, pressing my tongue in a vulgar display of the blackest hate. to every insult, bite, splash of blood, i clung. within the darkness of you, i suffocate. when your claws grasp my neck in a sudden twist the absent abyss of my eyes drown in mist, gasping, gurgling, my plea for your detachment. sanguine spillage, fare for your eyes, mind absent #nsfwe #gore #poetry #poem #originalpoem
Kult: +35
Total: 35