Tragedy in Babylon

she caresses my cheek with tarred tips
& willfully
mars the flesh
                          underneath

she leaves
                 Her youth
            behind

& calls me weak
                 watching me weep she
           glares through glassy, venomous eyes
                                   
     she, grotesque, snarls in my ear
           as her tongue wraps around
                      my jugular
                           vein____ [_]

promises echo: we are one in the same
                  I speak as your creator
            none else exists. . .
                     Keep your eyes on me
                               she cries gleefully
                         
                        dancing & swooning
                             in purple silk ribbons   
                                             to                            
                                        Revelation

                        
–LM

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