WHEN I CUPPED YOUR FACE AND SPILLED INTO YOU
YOU SAID I TASTED EXACTLY AS YOU THOUGHT I WOULD
I ASKED WHAT YOU THOUGHT DIVINITY MIGHT BE
YOU REPLIED LIKE FLESH BETWEEN YOUR TEETH
AND BLOOD SPILLING DOWN YOUR CHIN
GOD EXISTS BETWEEN THE CLAVICLES AND THE SCAPULA
OLDER BROTHERS ARE MADE ONLY TO FULFILL THE STRANGE APPETITE OF A YOUNGER SISTER
SOMEWHERE IN A PLACE THAT DOES NOT CONCERN YOU
A COLLARED DOG BITES UNTIL IT BLEEDS
YOU MIGHT WONDER IF IT'S A RITUAL
I'D CALL IT CONSUMPTION
Apr 26, 2025
Apr 26, 2025 at 10:36 AM UTC
WHEN I CUPPED YOUR FACE AND SPILLED INTO YOU
YOU SAID I TASTED EXACTLY AS YOU THOUGHT I WOULD
I ASKED WHAT YOU THOUGHT DIVINITY MIGHT BE
YOU REPLIED LIKE FLESH BETWEEN YOUR TEETH
AND BLOOD SPILLING DOWN YOUR CHIN
GOD EXISTS BETWEEN THE CLAVICLES AND THE SCAPULA
OLDER BROTHERS ARE MADE ONLY TO FULFILL THE STRANGE APPETITE OF A YOUNGER SISTER
SOMEWHERE IN A PLACE THAT DOES NOT CONCERN YOU
A COLLARED DOG BITES UNTIL IT BLEEDS
YOU MIGHT WONDER IF IT'S A RITUAL
I'D CALL IT CONSUMPTION
those are one and the same
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