Muse let me bleed on my own
I close my eyes
Singularity in a heartbeat
I feel
Taste
I sweat
Simple things please me more
I have time
I feel
Taste
I wait
An old brass timepiece ticks my destruction
It is my face
I feel
Taste
I listen
A single light shines from a tainted soul
Impassioned cries striped from my bones
I feel
Taste
I bleed
A harbinger of judgement rests upon my council
I whispered her name
I feel
Taste
I accept
With this acceptance I allow time to move on
Forgive myself and my past
Lick the palm of my right hand
Say goodbye
To this skin
Allow it to glisten in the sun one last time
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
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