Give Me A Name

The poetry of Adam sucked

into the cosmos

imagined before it had a name

These white eyes laced with fear

guide her into the flame

of God

Her bloom leaves behind

a rosie smear

Yesterday a whore

today a consecrated marriage

never touched

An unholy relic

She’s my bride

We venture into the unknown

entwined

 

-Saschia Johnson

 

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