May 16, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006 Downfall
Diaphanous Heliotrope
Aaaah Death
I feel you
Did you think you could hide
Your touch numbs
Leprous
Like my hand
This hand that writes
No
Scrawls
Atrophied feelings discarded
Only awaiting decay
The stench
So don’t sneak Death
Caress me
Let me inhale you
Or do you tease
Allowing feeling to linger
Oh Death
I taught you too well
© 2006, Mosquitobyte
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