"Her Blood Blooms and Wilts Like A Flower."
by @eozyoh
I've killed god,
so nobody knows where
she is-
But if the angels are good and
the demons
they decide to strip me from all
forgiveness
and who I had coveted in flesh
and psyche-
Maybe within her eyes:
I'll finally find,
I'll finally hold,
I'll finally see,
that nirvana I once
caressed with blood-dipped fingers,
blooming and blooming,
oozing and oozing
out of her pupils
I never noticed had
already began to dilate.
Dilating and dilating-
dipping and dipping-
digging and digging-
for something that only
surfaced once.
However,
I had dipped my fingers too deep;
too intimately,
and in a school bell's single ring,
I had gone and taken us
from heaven to hell.
- eozyoh. 14.12.17/5.1.18