Head Over Heels

Posted byKindra M. AustinPosted inPoetry, WritingTags:, ,

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I’m head over heels,

tied up and strangled

by my entrails—

my insides

excised—

you keep a terrific tongue

unleashed between liar’s teeth

stained with victory and breast milk.

Man-child, I’ve never known a coward

quite like you. Your truth is treachery;

and it fucking guts me.

I’m head over heels

in disgust with you.

 

© Kindra M. Austin

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Published by Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor, and co-founder of Indie Blu(e) Publishing. Co-founder of Blood Into Ink, and Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen.

42 thoughts on “Head Over Heels”

  15. “Man-child, I’ve never known a coward

    quite like you. Your truth is treachery;

    and it fucking guts me.

    I’m head over heels

    in disgust with you.”

    I ❤ U, Kindred.

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