On my Knees

[Jerrybaldy]

I Part my lips,
tongue stretched.
I taste you on its tip.
Is it you I worship here?
Pictured between breaths
and miniature deaths,
your musk still lingers
on dry stained fingers.
A congregated lady coughs loudly,
a stillborn baby cries from the vault.
My tongue seeks rice paper
and clotted wine,
the sun finds my moles,
through blood stained glass.
'Body of Christ', says the man.
I offer a tortured
'Amen'.

[Jack of Hearts]

Naughty Baldy!




J

[Jack of Hearts]

***** is pretty good man. It's pretty good.




J

[Jerrybaldy]

I cannot for the life of me figure out the word you had censored there, Jack.

[MystyrMystyry]

Good choice of textures and images JB. There's a compelling creepiness to it like a pentagram and blood sacrifice in the basement of a church.

[paradoxical]

Now that's some raw, hard-hitting poetry.

[Delta40]

Oh Jerry Oh God Jerry Omg Jerry Jesus Christ Jerreeeeeeee!

[Bar22do]

VERY VIVID, Jerry, :ladysman: very vivid.

[Buh4Bee]

I think God is blushing! Nice craft, seems like you still got your head in the game.

[Jerrybaldy]

Thanks MM and paradoxical.
see what you did there Delta.
Bar... Its like I wrote 50 shades of grey :D
Buh. Would he blush having seen it all?
thanks for your comments
JB