did a bit of poetry reading/writing
her frailty is her bones,
his kiss is his fist,
his kiss found her cheeks,
the walls heard her moans,
the table saw her falling down,
her eyes they lost her tears,
behind her teeth she kept her words,
and from his mouth came jeers,
her love it took a whole new form,
turned from heart to knife,
and when her heart did find his heart,
his blood it kissed the floor.
super emo but mildly inspired by amy hempel. she does this amazing thing where she never actually says what happens but lets you know through the effects that events have. i tried to do that. it probably didn't work, but heck i'm no poet.
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Liked it enough; ending was pretty clever.
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