Keep it?

by Jacob Mawela

River flowing, love hidden deep inside,
Wise/unwise brains told a bulk of lies,
My heart astray, deceived with lies.
Keep it, I kept your limp.

Over rolling years I saw your golden wolfish heart,
Mouth starting to twist and turn,
Provoking to evoke that heart.
Keep it, I kept your limp.

Holy eyes like heaven, snake eyes like hell,
I’m flipping, tilting on the dusty surface;
I perceive the love, I perceive the loathing.
Keep it, I kept your limp.

You flew and landed on my soul, it cracked.
Alive with a cracked soul, Earth showed it’s tearing teeth,
Now I’m left to starve. I want death.
Keep it, I kept your limp.

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