I knelt at an altar of tumors and severed feet, begged contorted constellations and unfeeling particles for a minuscule breath of your luminous brutality, for the terrible knowing you impart through fever dreams of the flesh.
sweetheart you came to me laughing venomous tides of fury and revulsion
forcing your unyielding fingers into my open mouth, gone slack with involuntary music; a baby bird, warbling frenzied, desperate songs, imploring eternity for a taste of forbidden worms.
you split the winking aperture between my thighs with effortless disdain ate my animal sounds with your massive hands and the slickness of your sulfured tongue, murmured of filth and carrion, poured monstrous poetry into the holes in my head,
until alpha and omega erupted through my corrupted cells; miraculous fetters engineered to hold sparks of God's fire in captive isolation.
shattered and coiled round the smallest of your fingers, slave to the fluids humming through this heap of tallow and sinews, a spent marionette imperfectly rendered by relentless obedience to the stars.