sun touched

his syrup was sweet

heating her tongue like sunshine

wishes in her throat

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love seed

 

you planted a seed

branches heavy with blossom

this cup is too full

 

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supPRESSme

sit and listen

toes just touching

coloured light falling

across your little knees

now on the ground

little knees…..

up

kneel

sit

stand

sing

down

knees

eyes closed

open

day by day

word by word

you are tied to Him

you are cloaked in His magic

bored until broken

left hand heavy

right hand floating free

they feed you concepts

and His body

they spoon you visions

and His blood

they marry you to martyrdom

tugging away at your thickening thread of misunderstanding

until small and wishing

you take over the litany

and begin to seek burning fingers of your own

desperate to bleed

for Him

charred scars

winding tighter

soft skin stinging

you yearn for the searing pleasures of sacrifice

you are chastised

whipped

held under water

you are braced against marble

shoulders crushed by shuffling women hidden in dark tents

they thrust you forward into hot boxes that stink of wood and cock

faceless men reel sins from your lips

securing you

touching places in you that long for an upturned mouth

a nod from the God head

my father

because of this love my father didn’t look at me

my father wouldn’t touch me

but Father Tom could….

father tom

the inflictors

kiss you

the inflictors

offer you

the inflictors

pray for you

confuse you

want you

suppress you

compress you

a glowing sinker

a heavy hot fuck

rapid

powerful

spinning

in your body

forcing through the narrow channels of your humanity

desperate for release from His invisible grip…..

 

I AM

holding on to the end of the line with my sweet ripping mouth

screaming his name

gasping on the hook

just in case

just in case

just in case

it

was

all

true

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surrender

I am reaching from my tips

like the invisible music grass makes

stretching the corners of wanton cells

tugging sinews and neural strands

gregorian tones pound me

love is making writhing sounds

deep

from the lagoon of my eyes

I will be delivered

the motion of what I cannot see is intriguing

I am tumbling sick

but desperate for more

surrendering

I fall in love with my own firing sensations

impulse leads me

raunchy

dynamic

endless

the electricity courses

singing off

soaring into etheric orchestra

breaching known limits

flighting over distant reaches

craggy mountains

sublime blue

and the pitch of brightest yellow

my body shakes

resisting itself

colliding with spirit

wrenching free onto the sparking edges of uncertainty

leaping

into new worlds

collapsing

into

lush arms

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