Younisos / Writer

The tongue of death

disemboweled bodies are dripping
dripping
through mutant interfaces of purplish syntactic vomit —

blown viscera grumbling the bright song of beheaded breath — sliced carotids puking red asemic phonemes — lonely corpse rotting in a quiet forgotten flat — sparkling liver hanged among cerulean orgies
and naked obscene blades and hysterical bloody cats shredding the sky and wide fresh tongues licking the punctuation of the flux

I can die alone in silence
it’s free

 

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4 responses

  1. Visually and bloody good poem. My favorite – dark and gut wrench. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    3 July 2019 at 20 h 46 min

  2. I did like it yeah.

    Like

    4 July 2019 at 0 h 18 min

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