Permanent Midnight
By razorlicious
The consistent thump, pumping of blood And beads of sweat run down icy flesh “Tu es blessant, Jasper,” she said tonight. A blooming canker of heavy desire Lowers the threshold and burns the skin “Tu es blessant nous, Jasper,” she said yesterday. The hallucinations dance and close around A withering body that longs to collapse “Tu es blessant votre individu, Jasper,” she said last week. Tremors dictate a transient psychosis As dilated pupils glaze over with haunting death “Tu es blessant votre vie, Jasper,” she said last month. Plagued by the piercing of a thin metal arm That will kiss the internal wounds dry “Tu es blessant, Jasper,” she said again.About heroin withdrawal. French translations: You are hurting, you are hurting us, you are hurting yourself, you are hurting your life, you are hurting. Written January 7th, 2002 © on Jan 12 2002 03:09 PM PST 0 • 9
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