the preacher's daughter
the drumline echoes through every nerve
cardiac arrhythmia knocks your heart out of place
the blood thundering along dreams past brings it back
every breath splinters the silence
it's too quiet
there's nothing left of your face for the crimson to stain
your smile splits a rock into a hard place
the sand under your tongue grits dry ice on a rainy day
archaeologists excavate the desert of your throat and find everything but bone
swallowed the spikes
swallowed the spear
fisherman dredge the boot in your ass from the bile
acid can't save you now
pain can't fix you now
paper dixie cups cant quench fire
sweet nothings won't the quell the soldiers' riot
lineages' thousand year rot floats free
generations' prayers glean their pound of flesh
you reek of fresh ambrosia, stink of her sex
lollygagged tongue with a ready pink
reptilian eyes bulge for bloodless nectar, sink deep as you sizzle
long, slender piano hands barely breech
you know you shouldn't be exposed like this
there's solitude in romance and tenderness in death
there's quick sobs and the fear of god in peace, relief in the faded sick
legs could tremble an avalanche
knees could knock, rap five at the door
the only cold, calling
what do you fear?
Posted Dec 9, 2022, 3:55 PM UTC