Every kiss is a carcass

Love only lives on bitter grounds,
and winter immerses in you
 
Aren’t we sad
Aren’t we mad
when the butcher slaughters us
 
Love is to die on bitter grounds,
in the arms of hell we built around
 
Muddy stomach
The skin is grey
Surgery now is on the run
 
We may have seen,
We may have speak this word
as I turn my arm I freeze
 
You touch me grey
now black;
 
When I holler in your face,
you hear whispers on a rim
You lock up your poison stings
then we can rise another day
 
After you,
always you lead
taking everything you need
when the world, always for you
I take a hold of nothing
 
Love only dries out entrails,
I opened wide for you to see
 
cold cancer
drowned you in
here I am in wasted lands
 
Love is to devour the precious,
you opened wide for you to see
 
while inner self so grasping
always aiming for the meat
 
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I call you many names
I was left with black bones
I called you many names
And nobody was loved