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Decorum has left the forum

Politeness is for porcelain dolls

Fantasies of meekness and petiteness

Gauzy paths to love

How are you? What can I do for you?

Icing made from extra smiles

No thanks

Smiles rendered poise

Sarcastic edges lived in quiet bites

Ruptured veins swam through bloody canals

And my injured feet always returned

Through ubiquitous glass shards

I found crevices of ground

My will meant your hurt

Devastation for a time

Tears set as avalanches

But I smell jasmine in the rain as it streams through my pores

Through the thin and thick of air

Your heartbreak was not greater than my heartbeat

Your pain has sustained

Shattered love upon restless leaves

You may have started my heartbeat

As I relied upon your umbilical cord

You contracted my soul

But I never consented

Not ever.

Obedience was the show

Mine forever, my power

You said my voice will make others abandon

As if annihilation was the cure to feel loved

I was promised hearts and flowers if

You devoured my tongue

Did that, done that, don’t want that

I am here

Take it or leave it

Actually, just leave it.