Saturday 25 August 2012

chalice of osseous delights

come, pierce me through the heart, sister sweet
breath soft&loud in my ear.
I wish to share with you
that
which makes us strong.

The sickening earth calls for my blood
continents away from home.

The roaring, the roaring
the endless road travelled
my ribcage tightens like a curse or a cure, your
counting vertebrae lull me to sleep

pierce me through the heart and swallow me whole

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