Poems from grausam

hi, i come from the magical land of deviantart. i will probably transfer work from there to here.
call the coroner, someone smells like spirits half decayed. crawl in the corners, somewherein the burrowsof your flesh. corpse in the...
i won't bite my tongue i've ground my teeth for too long over unsaid words. 
sliced stomachs- strung uplike wreaths; frosted fur, glass eyes:and i'm the rabbit. 
you're like spice and flames that flicker in mouths; warm hands,orange wool sweaters. 
january coils in your eyes- bursting like anovum, like a sternum with a hummingbird heartbeat; overcast andnestled in a crescent moon cage...