Broken In Woven Ways – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

Close the hand around my neck, squeeze for I am dead, the sound of sight, the see of fright, my mercy less than I am to be, forever, like a whisper in the sea, we come, we succumb, let me drift away from thee, poison me, last, wicked right, underneath the facade, never me, weigh the body down and left me drown…

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