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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005

Spineless

Amaranthine Fetish

Can you hear my spine?
It cries
For it heard me as I died
That day in seventy-eight
The day she took me as a man
Still untouched by my own hand
Told me that I was great
Inside I'm still that little boy
A violent scream inside my mind
As I forget how to cry
Felt like I was bleeding dry
All I wanted was to terminate
She used to probe my insides
Her knife my bloody bride
Now it's my words that penetrate
She felt my blooded knee and hand
I know she now understands
That she's the one who taught me hate
The last thing she will do
Is see me smiling
No life behind these eyes
It's hiding
In my spine

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

Rene' - on Jan. 6 2008

This is deep, very deep. It touched me, broke my heart, and made me cry. Whether there is truth in these lines or not I do not know all I know is I FELT these words on more than one level. fantastic write. 

----- just wandering the maze of hallways in my bent mind!




I am orbiting, I don't know where, but I am orbiting something!
Mosquitobyte - on Jan. 6 2008

Thankyou Rene. Alas, all my pieces pertaining to darling Sister are all too true. They either did happen or in some case, are a warning to her of what could happen. Woe be to anyone who does what she did.

End.

Mos.


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