2 untitled poems

UNTITLED 1

Baby, baby,

Let me in. 

Though I'm made of sin, 

Please let me in.

I'll kiss your heart, that's made of blood. 

I'll put to rest your anemic soul.

Then I'll disappear inside your womb

And I'll be dead to the world.

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UNTITLED 2

I am agony unsolved.

As the skin dissolves,

My muscles show.

With every rip in my skin I become renewed,

As blood seeps out like the tears from my eyes.

I wish I tore my ribs out for you before you went away.