You, my mistress


You, my mistress of vivisection,
raise belabored eyes.
Be like the arrowhead.
The cleft rock that bleeds.
We wrap our needs in wire,
despots conspiring.
What gorge between…
Pale motors, you and me.
You and me, we scrape
knucklebones and wits.

You, my mistress of seizures.
Wide anger fits over the head case,
enlaced with what you…
Off to martyr camp,
fevers between us.
How lovingly you stamp out
the flame of my divining,
and kiss me with your killing moon.
How lovingly you shape my mouth.
A burning bed between…

You, my mistress of unseen enmity.
Hallowed be thy shame.

-r. miller


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