BEGGAR'S PSALM
tw//rabid psychosis
lovesick. wait by the door long after they’re gone. grind your teeth down to stubs. foaming. choke on your own spit throughout the day. call it devotion. frothing. wake to your pillow soaked. body drenched like baptism gone wrong. starved. ribs rattling like a cage with no animal left inside. snapping. lunge at the leash even when it’s gone. filthy. drag your body across the titles just to feel cold. obedient. kneel on bone. stay. stay kneeling. stay. torn. ear shredded from your own claws. ulcered. love turning your stomach into opened wounds. for what? bleeding. stain the floorboards with your own hunger. muzzled. salivating! drown in your own mouth. devotion foams white as milk. gorged. split your belly open searching for warmth. fevered. boil your blood until it hisses // until steam climbs your throat like incense. rabid. convulse! froth crusting your chin like pearls. split-jawed. unhinge your mouth in endless calling. broken. tailbone cracked from kneeling too long. bitten. your own tongue half gone. teeth marks crescent moons. rotting. breath sour as communion left out in the sun. skin peeling back to reveal marrow’s shrine. decomposing. flesh sluicing open. prayer pooling sugar. septic. flies gather at the alter // swarming the gut. Eucharist turned to maggot. slipping. collapse into your own fluids. tail still wagging. apostate. abandon every god but the one who will not claim you.
i. As tribute to my younger self, three Mitski songs kept me company while I wrote this: ★ I’m your man ★ Cop car ★ I bet on losing dogs ★
ii. Stylistically, this was inspired by nobodysgirlfriend’s lastest post: CLICK HERE! GO READ NOW!
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