Watch The Liquid Fly


Open slit
Down through the wrist
I watch the liquid fly.

Red as flames,
Burning twist,
The wood will finally die.

Charcoal grey,
Black as night,
My skin shall finally fail.

I’m dead,
Yet I remain;
Another slit, and I’m alive.

Watch The Liquid Fly by K. Saitta
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Violent spinning brings me to my knees; Excruciating spirals are all I see. Right to the floor, I drop and


I’m Done

Torrential rains transcending down upon me From your morbid vengeance of self-centeredness, With your lust of destruction and melancholy state;

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