Flower Dead In The Garden (Filthy Prayers) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

My religion isn't a belief in God
And it isn't one in the Devil
I don't worship these
The heavens or hell-holes.

I worship Death
I worship The Mother
I cradle the release
Like I cradle no other!

The only thing determined in life
That's the thing I worship:
Living here on Earth, with her,
And then descending
From this God Damned snake pit

My priest?
Death preaches
My teacher?
It's the last breath,
Pretty suicide speeches

I bow down
To the savior
Suffocation.
The coffin.
Satin black sheets.
All the lacy layers and layers.

It's holy matrimony
As I marry the dead one
A Grim Reapstress
The very best one
It's through my acrimony
My ceremony
My dance with Death
A date.

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