~ Lavishly ~

So you want to see
what I hide inside
behind my cold eyes
then watch me bleed

Prostrating in dust
misery that taunts
fury rises quickly
but laughter calms

Judge if you must
the way that I am
You'll get a reply
So understand that

Lavishly I stand
wait for that hour
make plans for time
sit thinking today

 

Garbage bag is full
hauled off by trucks
beeping that lullaby
as my body lays still

By: Melissa McMahan 

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