lafemmegigi

Divine Justice

If I was a spider
You would be my patient meal
Sleeping in torment
Lulled by discord
Listening to petals fall

If I was your Jesus
You would worship me in gravity
Waiting in ardor
For spiders fair plunder
Waiting for your nails and cross

If I was your murder
You would be my martyr bride
Singing in your silence
Web-walking to exaltation
Shining like saliva in moonlight

If I gave you this my life
You would feast rhapsodic
Second virgin in the heavens
Secret smirk in Vestal smile
Brandishing sweet Jehovan justice.

Comatose (a villanelle)

Its possible I killed myself that night-
Cause not one feeling followed the next day-
Oh, if not perhaps at last I might.

The thought of life fills me with secret fright.
Memories like shocks jerk me away.
Its possible I killed myself that night.

Grounded not, but something binds me tight.
Feelings slip, I cannot make them stay,
Oh, if not perhaps at last I might.

Oh how can I describe this wretched plight?
How can I speak the words I can not say:
Its possible I killed myself that night.

Black swoops in again: a shadowed blight.
A sigh, alas the dues Ill never pay-
Oh, if not perhaps at last I might.

I wonder if I know inside whats right?
I wonder if its flesh that feels this pain?
Its possible I killed myself that night-
Oh, if not perhaps at last I might.