The Gift

I saw you on his bed
convulsing and screaming
like an exorcism
and you’ll have to get him something else for Christmas
because nothing compares to this
the romanticisation of torture
is something with which I’ve become familiar
yet this seems foreign
selling your soul to feel a little less lonesome
how was it for you?


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One response to “The Gift

  1. i love the question at the end. like you want to know the first person view after being the observer. i like the idea.

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