underage and drawing the dead
light and scared
to tease the blood

but soon it slides out
slips from the soft pencil
grating on old scars

heavy bass
and percussion your
hands can't take
chest buzzing

lungs slit again
with the intangible tar
floating
heavily drifting
down your throat
the blood from your paper
the smell like rotting
jaw click and teeth sting

underage
and drawing the dead
light and scared
to tease the blood

born violent
born vicious and addicted
self destruction like an art
preservation of others
preservation of a masterpiece

underage
and drawing the dead