out i say!

out with you!

my sobs echo the walls of your exit

your arms no longer clinging onto me

clutching to me with nails of onyx

shoulders bleeding. tears falling

yet i still reach out to your face

soft and silky like the feeling of yesterdays

remembering when you filed down

your talons to hold me properly

but plague of darkness has us now

out with your wretched shows of intimacy

for ever even in public you’d show me how

my tears of grief shall no longer be falling

my body growing wings now that my shoulders are not caged

enraged by your refusal to be free

you have made me oh so tired

so please

out with thee!

off of me!

…and scene