Oh! But to Set Your Face Aflame
oh, but to set your face aflame,
in effigy.
my incendiary bride
my straw-man
my kindling heart
send smoke
long ohhhhhhhhh’s
into the atmosphere
the layer called
“sacrifice”
burn burn burn
you palpable flame
you sanguine shine
you’ve burnt my fucking tongue
as Apocalypse arrives
let’s watch the fireworks
blips on the celestial radar
Promethean bloom
alive.
alive.
momentary like mercury
silvered with sin
you prayed-before pyre
you hallowed hearth
combustive compost composed of kerosene.
you’re a choleric love
the perfect Spartan
and conversely,
a poor poet
breath of bourbon
scent of sulfur
candied cunt
my, oh my, my little Chernobyl
my, oh my, oh my
you sanguine shine
you palpable flame
oh, what tender
twine oh, what tenuous timber
oh, but to set your face aflame,
in effigy.
