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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 12: Rex Deus Ressurectio - 2008-2009

Tourniquet

For Profaned Reticent Cadaver (moi) - a response by Stigmata Diabolic (lovely woman) to my first piece in this volume. Comments are welcomed and sought by the author, after all, I'm kinda biased when it comes to her.

She killed a boy, to make a woman
I killed a man to make a boy
He killed the boy to make a man

Still he bleeds
As I lick the wounds
Of past battles

So profuse
His viscera
Fills my lungs
My mind
My heart
Where it
Feeds me
Hates me
Loves me

I am but an infection
A virus
A stain
Exuding
Through pores
Veins
Air sacs
Orifices
Carried to the grave

© 2008, Stigmata Diabolic

Rene' - on Mar. 27 2008

Doesn't this pretty much 'sum it all up' my friend?? I love this actually, especially after reading so much of YOUR work, this seems the perfect conclusion. It is very well executed!! 

----- I am orbiting, I don't know where, but I am orbiting something!




I am orbiting, I don't know where, but I am orbiting something!
Mosquitobyte - on Mar. 27 2008

On behalf of Stigmata Diabolic....

 

*blush* and  :)

Mos.


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