Madonna/Whore

by Nathan J

Games of constant, shifting appetite,
Diary entries twisted by lavender lines.

Touching and teasing rings that bind,
Scratching off the untamed flesh.

Caustic notions wrapped in playful motions,
Petty kisses staining cotton minds.

Undress the walls that bind your flesh,
One eye open at this charcoal sight.

Paint peels off the cracking surface,
Weightless stares through jagged eyes.

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