Late night reading

pop

I remained awake late last night

reading your rule book

which proved my suspicions were correct

you came straight from hell

to steal hearts like a crook

then toss them aside

laugh as each cried.

Until

only breath is left

Until you listen intently to the moon

hear each pulse travel

from an innocent heart

until only breath is left

you’ll not become one with self

remaining just another form of art.

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