Crypt of Suffocation
The thickened wedge splices my exit
plugs my ears
sucks my air
the tight slug wrenched into my opening
can’t get around it
airtight, unventilated
chamber of death
airless asphyxiation
shredding my legs into bloodstrips
when I try to walk
filling my lungs with black fire
when I try to breathe
I die in pain every time I awaken
before I utter a single word
my throat sliced deep with razor
killing me only to die
in my scarlet blood pool
my final sanctuary of dreams
where I could forget
now, filled with hellish visions of hatred
stealing the last of what was mine
left alone with myself once more
By Robert Revell
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