Kindheart

by Occult Fan

I know too much

from my ‘suicidal years’

to fall this way

all the hospital trips

the times I’ve died

only twice

only twice

what’s it matter

just one more time

who knows who I am

you would be unshocked to learn

the demons are just taciturn

my astral light doth burn and burn

your ectoplasm

worse than menstrual or sperm

why women have men-strual

I’ll never learn

one half of the mystery

my heart is history

a dead poet’s society

I’m burning

alive

fire

walk

with

me

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