Where have you been, my mistress of hard bones?
Sister of her own womb slipping hints of what’s to come.
Coy omens.

Skin hides our eyes like a heart between thighs.

Soul of my body salts meat for flies.
Is this guise of bitter taste?
Eat away!
Devour me whole.
This meal took me years to make.

This holy creation prays for a miracle.
A divine dictation of obliteration
such to use up this barren world.
Destroy me until my old ways abate.

sate until done
tear into flesh
peel off face
please caress my skeleton