Sour Soul
With breath like camphor,
something rotten inside her -
a spot of black faded to white at the edges
spread across her lungs
and wove through her senses.
A disease of the soul,
a spirit turned black
twisted her heart tossed
into the widening cracks
of a cage white like bone, but
stained yellow from smoke.
Blistering blood
from multiple strokes,
she's left numb and strangled
over laughter
like skin that is peeled
in strips
from the lashings of tongues
parting a red sea of lips.
In a cage white like bone
stained yellow from smoke.
Blistering blood
from multiple strokes,
left numb and strangled
over laughter
like skin that is peeled
in strips
from the lashings of tongues parting
a red sea of lips