Body And Wine Poem by Sarah Sisson

Body And Wine

Rating: 5.0


Here I am in this eternal nightmare...
and drink, I will, till the cocks crow.
Impale me softly,
then kiss the kindness
away... start it all from my mouth.
Apparently, laughing the bottom
of the tide, rests my youth
and here the drums
sound again with a yearning.

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