exposure
she lays out her wants
and it isn’t pretty.
her words take shape, like a crescent cut revealing a crater, a red pool of desire,
honest and throbbing in pain. harm is the only thing that seems to reveal truth
and if the exposure is given
enough time to rot, so will she.
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The perception of harm revealing truth is frighteningly real. This is a heavy poem, but that’s what makes it something that needs to be written.