Sunday, April 14, 2013

redemption

your fingers scar my skin, blood
rises pigmenting the trail of your touch.
an arid wild longing born in your breath
crawling through me, a ragged animal
scouring the emptiness
for prey. the brink born in desperation,
razor bladed stigmata rips away any
vestiges of the sacred. guttural and obscene
my eyes poor over you. sealed
in the destruction of your embrace, euphoric
I grasp at my blessed death




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