Compulsion

The urgency compels words of dark <br/> <br/> I conjure libraries of shame<br/> Calcifying this purpose<br/> My mouth, an arid wasteland<br/> Twigs crack under the weight of my guilt<br/> <br/> Your bedside lamp traces divine silhouettes <br/> Of the arch in your back against tapestries <br/> The haphazard, uncaring way in which he unclasps your bra <br/> Inflicts me with seething detestation<br/> <br/> I will go to war and rain hellfire <br/> He will be nothing but a vapour <br/> In which I will inhale like smoke <br/> I will return

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026