Loos’d

Gristbite of bone-shard riddled teeth dripping with remnants of pleasurous carnal horrors mistaken for an apocalyptic synergy propagated

by

propaganda

spread thinly by full lips

teeth were sheathed,

concealed and poised

to lash out and latch on

Disrobed with nimble lips

unabashed nakedness insufficient

that slithering tongue insatiably seduces self mutilation;

shear my skin to sinewy

trembling honesty-

Epidermis sloughed willingly

Carapace surrendered,

rendered unrecognizable

Hold me together with your newsprint papier-mâché- shouting decade old headlines of glorified travesties written by neglectful incompetents

Tinted not with loving paints my faults lie in half truths and muted stories written in black and white and read all over

as newly unshackled limbs propel violently against the jagged edges of freedom's cage to peel away

smeared visages of pulpy fiction

Vestiges of the original hue

peek through