Lucifer after Love

           Lucifer after Love

It used to be that every breath was you.

Every step I took — you were the reason.

A pulse thrilled through an artery and blue

Vein; you were throbbing it.  Now a treason

In heaven has congealed my chest to rock.

It splinters as it plummets down to hell,

Pretending that my heart is angel shock

Expressed as falling stars that plunge pall mall

In spatterings of agony.  The lungs

And bones beside the heart are shattered gems

Like angels’ eyes beyond their yelling tongues.

My innards are exposed as spirit hems

Rise high above the genitals of trust.

Now firework sorrow is my gelded lust.

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