my light

forgive me father for i have sinned.

i have sinned, and her gardenia,

green tea breath speaks purple and red down my neck.

forgive me father for i have sinned. 

i have sinned when her fingers drag down the curve of my hip and

forgive me father for i have sinned. 

sinned in the rhythm of my heart-- my sacrifice to her. 

sinned.

i scream above me to sappho in her weaving,

can her aphrodite see me now? 

flesh and blood and enamored with my demise,

i pray to her. 

who is the songbird that sings me,

along my dark, twisted path of love and light?

her eyes are heavy like mine,

sinking with the weight of a passing stranger's prejudice. 

wrapped in one another we curse the earth and the heavens. 

we curse the breaking of eggshells and strings of song,

and our own bloody nihilism. 

i'll crack open my veins and pour out the contents for us to drink,

my light,

forgive me father for i have sinned.