Damaged Goods
By, Jess Dickson
Eyes turned within, peering inside
Look away now
Look away
The walls are crawling, cockroach memory infested
Broken heart bones heaped in cryptic corners
Yesterdays faces distorted
Innocence thieving ogres
Eyes blood streaked and color-blind
Go away
Go away now
Nails overgrown to fight, claw
Find the bottom of this tomb
Sharpened by death’s unforgiving blade
Eyes turned inside, peeking within
Come back now
Come back
Sludge of soul oozes through pores
Spilling black-oil tears
Eyes turned out, peering to light
Hold me
Hold me now
Aching hands reveal faith in nothing known
Nothing but you
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