lead me along a garden path
the smell of
forbidden fruits
holding my breath
the gods gaze on
undisturbed
touching upon boundaries
ripped to shreds
skin against dust
the courtyard was cold
darkness offering
no defence
welcoming submission
asking forgiveness
at the feet
of love
I tried
kneeling before Him
sinking into the pool
of twenty-six waxing candles
burning down
black stems dead
chlorine stings
the twenty-six thousand
salty tears I tried
to wash away
drowning in the
taste of bitter sweet
love hate memories
and words
staining angel eyes red
collapsing life hanging
by a single thread
of a silken spider’s web
spectred & scriptured 
ink is free, so…