Obligation
You with your blasphemer's
eyes and
your bloodied lips and your
smile –
sweetly feral, you who jump
with glee
at the smell of bloodlust,
you who
innocently look at me for
simple kindness
you who live as strong as
the earth that
is you –
what would you know of the
cords
named mother, sister, subject,
love
and name?
-
10/05/2003
note: I'm not very impressed
with this work.