I love you, John the Baptist
I love you, Saint Sebastian
I want to be the blades
that slice and pierce you
and martyr you
lovingly
Securing the fame
of your spirit
with the sweet and holy
suffering
of my touch

Metal wrought of man
I am a woman
in the shaft of an arrow
my heart in the sharpened head
glinting
entering your skin
Sweet Sebastian
exposed to me
I am inside you

The axe and the axeman
obeying the command
to end your life
John the Baptist
A girl wants your head
but I'll have it first
I'll kiss the nape
of your neck
forever