you crawled into the limbs of Him
everything you lost
you loved
the main stage defined in a cripple
your feet caught in
the ether of collapse
my mind sent an arrow not caught
writhing like the
moon through a vein
His fluids are barriers overcome not won
childish movements to
intimate a fool
come sickness, come ruin
come disease, come passion
crawling from my arms
effervescent
beautiful unending scriptures falling
my tongue too thickly wound
inside sanguine hair and
your nudity
there is nothing in it but pain
my pigs flesh stretched
to find a face
aromatic and subdued inside your control
suspended by His limbs
on an old dead road
