Feel

Jun 02, 2010 10:20

Grow an eyeball garden, love.
The Earth’s blood will animate them
and they’ll see you,
naked.
They’ll all see you naked.

The stars will lift you up into space,
and each one of them will know your body.
Every atom in the universe will penetrate you
as my disgusting mouth whispers your name.

You’ll grow roots with your toes and your hair,
and they’ll drink the lava and the sky.
The atoms will all have babies' faces,
and they'll chirp for the juice in your veins.

Feel my horrible hands on your flesh, love.
Feel them expose your inside parts.
Be laid bare in the eyeball garden, love.
Be completely, utterly
mine.
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