David Joel Rodriguez
Blood Cell Joel (2004) - Poem by David Joel Rodriguez
Found the corpse for my desire,
Peeling skin I seduce my interior empire.
Blood dripping all over in oxygen red,
Eyes wandering; I feast on a body that's dead.
Flesh so fresh yet so cold.
Savoring my bloodshed as of a slaughterhouse sold,
Drip, drip, drip like a babys' drool,
I close my eyes at the sky; I devoured the fool.
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