Evelyn Escoto

Sleep Well in your Killing Bed

Take me, Nosferatu.
Take me into the warm folds of your darkness.
I hunger for you.
Your tainted flesh,
Yes, you do complete me, no?
I want your magick.
Oh, just take me now sick death!
Just one bite of my young flesh.
One lick.
One slow deliberate lick.
So close to Hallow’s Eve and I need my “glAMOUR”
Age and reason has depleted me so.
Give me peace.
Give me the death only gods can smell
And let me see the world through the Divine Eyes.

No date
Abandon me.
Rain, rain forever.
Noah’s Ark, again.
The last days upon us now.
This is what you get-
life has been agonizing,
like the spear on Jesus’ side.
His side, my side.
I do not sing along to the song.
The prayer hurts-
I follow the follow the follow
Follow me now into dust.
Do you see it?
It’s all here so touch it
Love it
And fuck it
If you like
And have it.
Have it where you want it.
In dark places
Like your crevices
Your devices of mechanics.
Enjoy it.
The cringes and soft-
Spoken, relinquish.
Have it.

My heart.

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