Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCVIII
Death Row. Describe your last meal and your thoughts while eating.
blood stains
savoring the coldness of my name in your voice
as you bite into my tongue and the lights run wild
i want my blood to smear against your fingertips
to know you’ve dipped your pale white hands
in the river i drowned wanting to erase the past
until you scrub away layers of my fingerprints
i dream of my blood dissolving in your soft lips
and my last meal to be your blood-stained kiss
- deathetix
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