Pharox

"the need to feel"

Curious insomnia keeping me from rest
lyrical poems pour forth from another
room

verbal bondage. strong baseline. precarious angel.
descend you godless bitch. take me now.
wrap me in your wings and lift me from
this mortality. Take me to your master.
When it is over I will remove the handcuffs
and blindfold, before cleaning the fresh
whip marks.
Your job is done angel.

Truth or dare. Shut up and lie.