Portal

the days remain the same

a killer on the run

killing lovers for

fun

familiar sister

troubled brother

always

falling apart

coming undone

she should be an

exit

but it’s just

so damn easy

to lose touch

when flesh and sex

pulse

on every street corner

in this

darkened

city

Categories: Poetry

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    • Thank you, I’m very flattered that you liked it so much! It’s actually based on a novel I’m writing. I love how poetry can be so powerful with only a smattering of words

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