Prayer

  
"My whole existence is flawed    
You made me closer to God"     -Closer, NIN    
   
   
I grit my teeth    
then my eyes    
shut    
   
to the wet    
litany    
of your tongue    
snaking down    
my throat.    
   
Somewhere    
murmurs slither    
over rosary beads    
in a candlelit dark    
   
as my legs coil    
themselves around you    
revolting    
to the sharp    
pressure of your    
grasp    
   
invoking those    
dark roars    
of         fuck me    
   
fuck me    
   
                 fuck me...    
     
rising up my    
throat-    Like a prayer  
   
to finish the war    
you have ignited    
   
in me.