vigil

Make no offering, light no candle
I am as consumed as your missalette's
dog-eared faith. do not spend the
breath of beseechment into the hollow
of your palms. Instead raise the chalice
of my skull to your lips and murmur
your prayers. The sacrament of your lips
accepting my confession. receive my sin
and I will give flesh to yours. hide me
in the velvet warmth of your thighs.
that is heaven enough




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