Naked

The emptiness I feel
COLD
The missing flesh on the naked face
Of death
Their tongue an open wound pressed
Against my lips
Harm is a gnaw on every phallus
I disappear as static - I never lived
Bordering eternity - fear drips into the
Lips & curdles my catholic blood
Fear the cold as death, wet as the womb

Shadow as the dust promises of the
Word flowing from God
Undrinkable
All shattered glass, leaders of men
They turned water into war
Undrinkable
On the edge of death & eternal suffering
Exist high enough to impregnate the sun
Spit into the wet chaos void of death's vulva