Angel

I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Don't deplete

I'll watch in misery as
purpleblack bruises bloom
deep inside your skin

I'll close the book of lies
and cover my mouth

but it won't

   stop

the good
the bad
the mighty

all have fallen
disgust in the hands of children
and pain
in the hands of mothers

pain unreal
a child conceived is a child consumed
no amount of bubble bath or sprinkles can solve
only gut is washed away

convulse
and become dried bones
and radiate and consume and live

   i    love   you


death may only come once





[pray it not be now]