Crush in red

Castle walls crumble in slow motion,

Inside is a fleshy beating lump,

I dare you to hold it in your palm,

Squeeze until red gushes, dripping

down the counters of your leg,

staining a red border around your nails,

lackluster rhythm, frail skin, drooping,

limp silhouette,

pale pink

 

i dare you to crush until

only bones, blood, nail

are left.

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