Hold my dirty little halo
haunted with the payload
Of every heart I fit inside
My fantasy Paradise.
Feel the heft of it,
The anchoring selfishness
reflected off its promise.
I look so pretty in the light,
Soft biblical glow laying rib-less
Lips So kissable.
Clip and pluck and keep
My laziest feathers.
I am grounded by fate.
Shrine of undesrevedness
Home on Holy Ground
Romanticized with pornography.
Wings with the fire of history
Sit in the ashen circle.
Swallow me whole
I am the heathen product,
My own preservation of self.
Break my glass bones
Beautiful nightmare.
I want to sweat in presence
Of your tangibleness.
Share my terrible heart,
Mix my soul cocktail
That we might drink
Forbidden sweetness.
