Communion
I promise to relish in the terror of my death as I plunge into the concrete ocean of broken dreams. Do not mourn the body that has broken into bread. Instead – Dig out an ivory cup Rip out the rubbery straws and suck from the scarlet spring of stolen, senseless youth. Do not bury me with the things I love I beg of you – Burn this body; let the hellish tongues Soothe the skin Let the soul burn black Let the ashes permeate the tasteful soils and silence of my youth.by Paean Yeo
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