Blow My Mind

You blow
my mind

a gatling gun
to the head

You blow
my mind

a hurricane

It whips
and scars
drowns
and mars

You blow
My mind

For fun

You
watch

as I whimper

and plead
as I lay

Blood withdraws
Veins restrict

To your
absence of love

A vagal response
to the artery
ripped

by your words

yes

you blow my mind
every time

you insist

I swallow
the lump

Of sorrow
and pain

Of guilt
and desire

No

I cannot
retreat

These shackles
run deep
beneath my skin

Akin to
a slave

I live to obey

You blow my mind
again

It hits
its mark

The spark

Is out

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