Ode to Vitamin B-12

O subtle Solomon

Cognomen Cobalamin

Thou methylated frolic

Thru a pathway Folic

Homocysteine restore

to Methionine form

(That protein initiate

Angiogenesis propitiate)

Hydrophilic vitamin

In thy glory corrin

Guard our precious myelin

Lest our brains regress

Withal anemic stress

 

 

 

 

 

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What the Shadows Whisper

Come here, little whore.

We can reach you, little whore.

We can teach you, little whore.

We can bleed you, little whore.

Look here, little whore.

You’re so filthy.

So stained, little slut-

So maimed, little slut-

So filthy-

Too filthy,

To be anything more-

That Dream

I had that dream

where you have time

I had that dream

where you’re alive

I plundered tills

and swallowed pills

to trap that dream

behind my eyes

 

Rites

With dark and strain

And serous flame

He burns the sinner

Into a saint

With nails and thorns,

The altar’s scythe,

He bleeds the whore

Into a bride

Hollow

There is a hole in my body, and I see yours can fill it.

I am desperate to be complete, and I’ll sell my soul to feel thus.

There is a hole in my heart, and I see you’ve a heart to fill it.

I am desperate to be whole, and I’ll bear your sin to feel thus.

There is a hole in my soul, and I know that you can’t fill it.

It gnaws and tears my insides, because there is only me to feed it.