The world seethes in my gut
I am trained to live in ugliness and
urban decay; never speaking of freedom
You once touched us singing
dust after each lingering note
dull words dark and burning
an indwelling ghost
faint and fugitive
I am crossing the Rubicon
the point of no return
like an eviscerated host
Death, shall I laugh or smile?
I bled and I was beautiful
bathing the Gods with stinging tears
You wished more for me
piercing daggers of liquid fear
I am breathing the dreaming world
painted amongst the hoary haloed saints
who will die quite suddenly
in a whispering of flames unseen
I had achieved my apocalypse
And there was nothing I could not be
Copyright © 2009, Alexis Child.
Featured in Scattered Verses
Anthology, June 2009
Reprinted in The Horror Zine
February 2011
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