April 23rd, 2022

by Star   Apr 25, 2022

you go on with what you
consider cathartic;
undressing wounds.
and again, i find me
breathing in the scent
of rotten blood from
the gauze you’ve

it scares me how much
you indulge it,

so, i started practicing
alchemy and witchcraft
simultaneously, attempting
to bring our pressed
flowers back to life,
or even reverse bleed
every wound you undressed

maybe then you’ll
find yourself


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