horror
Wrapped up
Neat and
Fresh from
The butcher.
Blood like an
Afterthought
Whispered on skin
This is my offering,
Terrible and true
Flesh like a tome,
Open wound
for your perusal.
I am a vessel for
Your darkest sin.
Carry me like
A crucifix
Into the dark.
Let me swallow
Your demons
Let me kill all
Hell in this
Bedsheet
Baptismal,
Reckless
Confessions,
Artifacts of
Broken beings
Bleeding hearts
But beating wild
Against horror
Love
