Wanting to hear her
birthing him out:
six violent prayers
stuck in your mouth
Wanting to hear her
quickly fading
out of the room
to appear in radial blurs.
Wanting to hear her
mortal cry
wanting to hear her
bleed from the void.
Wanting to hear her
ascending to the heavens
for no one to hear
one steady pulse
Wanting to hear
the infant cry
cutting through the sacred object
of his mother’s design.
The boy is love,
love comes from his mother.
He had to inflict
pain on the origin,
the Goddess
for love to exist.
Wanting to hear her
jump from one stone
wanting to be a
lone for good
I want to be alone for good
Wanting to hear her
sleep with one eye closed,
the other is watching closely.
The thing is over.
Don’t make me
hate you,
don’t make me
**** you,
I’ll **** you, I’ll **** you, I’ll **** you
Out of my, out of my, out of my, out of my eye
Look into my eyes
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
Wanting to hear her
birthing him out:
six violent prayers
stuck in your mouth
Wanting to hear her
quickly fading
out of the room
to appear in radial blurs.
Wanting to hear her
mortal cry
wanting to hear her
bleed from the void.
Wanting to hear her
ascending to the heavens
for no one to hear
one steady pulse
Wanting to hear
the infant cry
cutting through the sacred object
of his mother’s design.
The boy is love,
love comes from his mother.
He had to inflict
pain on the origin,
the Goddess
for love to exist.
Wanting to hear her
jump from one stone
wanting to be a
lone for good
I want to be alone for good
Wanting to hear her
sleep with one eye closed,
the other is watching closely.
The thing is over.
Don’t make me
hate you,
don’t make me
**** you,
I’ll **** you, I’ll **** you, I’ll **** you
Out of my, out of my, out of my, out of my eye
Look into my eyes
