Warning Label

watch out

for splinters

on this kintsugi soul

mind my threadbare emotions

they can tear so swiftly with the whip of your wit

tread gently

my skin is thinned

from beatings real and incorporeal

and should i start to hemorrhage once again

apply pressure  to the tip of my widows peak

with your gently blushed




my heart has wound down slow these days like an old wrist watch skips metaphorical measures when i think of that night how i kissed your spittle-flecked lips between compressions come back to me 1 – 2 – 3 come back to me vermilion teardrops drying on your cheek i could not save you once […]

via Blood Into Ink Writing Prompt Challenge-indelible-Aziza/Rene — Blood Into Ink