Desperate Measures

Squeeze the marrow

from bones human

fragments found with

cut marks curious

what survival entails

kept awake seven

days kept hungry

for eleven seams

begin peeling combs

the hive strictly

for ordered show

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Confessional

The first time

I saw blood

 

I was frightened,

But the second,

The third,

 

Like a game.

Is it going to stain?

 

Like I swallowed

A boulder made of glass.

 

I told myself

If the outcome

 

Was bleak,

I’d do it.

 

I didn’t think on how.

Project

 

Remember how you told me

That you floated in the air?

 

Pressed up against the ceiling,

You stared down at your body.

 

I told you

I would use the power

 

To break through

The seals

 

In place to keep people

Out. I never did know

 

What I would do

If admitted inside.

 

Walking down the

Stairs, the weight of judgment

 

Coiled around your ankle.

To a Moonlit Obsidian Angel

My wings

buzz at the thought

Of you.

I know: I mustn’t touch,

Must wait for the wedding night,

But oh! How can I when you

Burn so bright,

When all I can think of is you.

 

I’ll hope my wings aren’t singed

In your beauty and that

This night can go on forever.

 

Your coy smile, your gentle humming

That leads me to your shipwreck of

Desire.

I must. I must. I must

Touch your flaming beauty

Just Once –

Bzzt. Bzzt.