The Torture Detachment


Mourn for me,
As the sounds fall asleep.
Smother me
With your mad charity,
With your poisonous mercy.

The Curtain

So let me yearn for you,
As you have yearned for me.

This storm has left us stranded,
But there’s method to this madness.
Torture me with their ugliness
And their ugly dreams,
Hidden from the eyes of men…

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~ by ancamitroi on December.28.2012.

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