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PROSE

Dissonance

I am a dissonance

scrambling inside my flesh

my body is not my own

Jagged affection jostled me

(lavender thumbprints on hip bones)

Bliss bent into brutality

(coming apart, glacial spasms)

Prodded into every perversion

(mouth of moving myths)

Infatuation conjured immolation

(Straddled, strangled, but never satiated)

My grave was empty upon return no

cadavers to grapple with this Tenuous

conscience

but I am in decay

RETURN