BLOOD Comment to Psyche

I FEEL,

           THE FULL FLUIDITY

                   THAT EXTENDS EXHALATIONS OF DEATH.

                   BLOOD,

                   THAT DROPS,

                   DENSE,

                   FULL OF CLOTS OF PAIN.

I FEEL,

           THE BRAIN

                   HURT, CUT,

                   ENGRAVED INTO THE FLESH.

I KNOW,

           WHAT HAPPENED

IN THE BEGINNING....

     WE WERE ONE.

DIVINE RAGE,

OR SUBLIME DIVINE LOVE?

I DON’T KNOW,

BUT I  FEEL

ALIVE, BEATING, CRACKLING,

THE WOUND

THAT KINDLES

IN ME.