TW: Gore, canibalistic imagery, mentions of violence
Reclamation
a crack of the skull to let the demons out
sharp daggers to the chest
pouring love; painting a sygil
violence on grass blades and mushroom tops
too dizzy to lift a hand
skin marred and beautiful, bloody even
nibbled by canines and premonition
bit down on finger bones
gritty and callous resistance
chewed the marrow like tobacco
spit it out, too
onto cold ground; it ferments
like fallen leaves atop moss
the flies buzz hymnals
and maggots squeal
gleeful, they’ll burrow holes
a porous sponge
for mud and dust and rainwater
raw and plain
sinking into the earth
your final resting place
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