Hollow

You own
These bones
And hollow
Hopes
The veins, the lanes
The blood takes
From heart to
Useless hands,
The shame of
Nameless
Sacrificial stars
The scars
Time finds and
Magnifies
Rather than
Erase.

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Supplicant

You’ll take your
Pound flesh
Spine bent,
Veins spent,
Your supplicant,
Your siren
Singing you
To everlasting
Sleep.
To taste,
To trace
Blood back
To the shipwreck.
A return
To an eternal
Never.
Sever and
Sever again
A love already
Dismembered.

Calamity

Ten thousand
Stones thrown,
Words spoken
In hushed tones.
They’ve broken
My bones
And burrowed
Into the fractures.
Lies caught in love
Like flies in amber.
I am a living record
Of fire and flood,
Calamity in the blood,
Constellations of scars
Carved into cold skin.