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The Eclectic Pen - meth

By: ericjasongastelum   + 52 more  
Date Submitted: 8/16/2008
Last Updated: 8/16/2008
Words: 147

  there is something starting, and i don't know why. a cozy mess in the living room where my legs wrap your thighs. a little confusion left behind the love seat where we fell. your hair flows into my mouth as my lungs gasp softly for air, but i don't mind tonight. i do not mind you grabbing my back or feeling my scars. every word and strong moan from your smooth cage encourages a beast i know lives inside me.
a beast that i hate.
a beast that i need dead.
a demon that ruins my soft head.

after i release
after my body bursts
and your soul is secondary
for the millionth time, we fall asleep.
you lay thinking there is never enough pleasure given.
i lay thinking there is no one that could complete me more.
knowing in the very back of my mind that this relation will not end clean or without mystery.

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Eva L. (wearetrees) - 8/16/2008 10:33 PM ET
eric, those laden lines in that last beautifully written.
Marta J. (booksnob) - 8/17/2008 8:48 PM ET
Ouch! Painful conclusion there! Very well done.
Leslie N. - 8/26/2008 6:37 AM ET
Loved it
Janice S. (mishkismom) - 11/24/2008 4:11 PM ET
painful beautiful in a very disturbing way.
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