Kitchen tables overturned inside a mind

Spoke of defilement,
tongue is a guilty pleasurable.
though lady and lord

(dialogue to crowd)
orgasms deities,
earth consumes our marrowed bones.
existing in makeshift soot alters,
fond folded memories we construct.

ethereal in selfishness
I berate you on the coldest nights cement,
a great confusion bearing down.
lunging cowardice stagnates in my fingertips.

why does my priestess yell?
this dissatisfaction sweats
tacky washable lives.

puss with a proclamation for sickness.
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
Author's Note
in ode to John Berryman.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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