POETRY: I KNOW ABOUT THAT LOVE THAT KILLS A FACE

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I know about that love that kills a face
and turn men into monsters swallowing rainbows.

When your heartbeat pops like roasted corns
and the street becomes a father breaking your bones.

I know about that love that kills a face
and makes death smell like a costly cologne

When silence is a pocket you tie into knots
and place in the grave that now lives in your mouth.

I know about that love that kills a face
or i think i do!
For i cannot remember how it feels,
to love someone like you!!!