Twitch and Quiver

 
Twitch, and quiver
Hungry filth,  initiates
the harvest

Pluck new buds
that sprout,
 from sweat
 pits,  wet and warm

Plugging nostrils,
deep- throat
Lick
the  sin laden
 consciousness  
from the corners
of my mouth
 

Meat,  dragged
then raked
across blanketed
awareness
exhaustion perpetrates,  
withdrawal

Re entry quench
languished minds
Secrets pushed
further inward
 You
have changed
my landscape
Forever