Light Little Kisses, Blood

by Occult Fan

And when I kiss you

I want you to hold my neck open to the face of the saw blade

neck tooth and shark fangs ripping my viscera clean apart

to you

to feel


blood spray

holy hammer of truth down upon your hot and vital needs and meaning and hot womanhood

clean carving what’s left of me to feed to the kings of darkness behind the curtains where the veil runs dry

here the wolves stalk hard

and unabated

and I am left stranded in this desert



screaming at the wasteland of skulls and deprivated white

there is only dying now

as I am the new

born’s light