A Blind Song Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
A Blind Song
If I fall into the ocean
How long there could I breathe?
Without your lips to guide my heart
Oxygen I cannot perceive.
And the rasping from my armored loins
Grasp all through the night
On echoes from shredded vocals chords
That sing songs that won't take flight.
I implore you to remember me
As the devil screams my name.
The time has come to count up the dead.
In a flaming bed, we play God's game.
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