SKULL OF A HERMIT / BRAIN OF A FAERYWith one massive breath she was drawn within me Tunneled through my mouth A soothing delivery to Hell Dry gasp Impossible to swallow from the head first Eyes rolled and hands shaped to slaughter Beaten and erased from the inside out Plague the brain and disable Plague the blood pump and disable …and then there was two of her My eyes could only see one shadow as sunlight dimmed There is an ice pick after the smile There is an ice pick when I swallow Brain matter has been frozen The blood pump is an inversion Yet the body will move on as the heart remains in trance A skeleton has been frozen There will be no anabiosis I would rather slit my throat than inhale again |