Assimilate
She walks through shadows of crosses
Lines clearly defined
Black
White
And grey
They stripe her frame
She creeps towards me
Her tongue is out
Her hands are out
Her talons shoot straight through me
I am wrapped in oblivion
I do not care
She undresses
But warns me:
Never run
This is good
Seeds of lime green and scarlet
Blossom in her wake
Tapered fingers threaten
Then break
Through the skin
I let go to her
Assimilate
Her heart is shallows and currents
I’m completely entwined
Black
Blue
And green
Soft reeds and seaweeds
She waits below me
Her tits are out
Her teeth are out
Her bent claws adore me
I am the scrap at aphelian
I cannot be repaired
She caresses
But scorns me:
You won’t run
It’s too good
Pods of sharp pinks and bruised purples
Blossom as she shakes
Captured hearts quicken
Then break
Through the flesh
I pluck mine for her
Assimilate
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