Apparition Poem # 1289


Out stare the black eyes
of your mouth, as you out-
Jesus my parts, but from a side
of Heaven under-mentioned
in your Bible of half-meant jests,
& I watch you get cross-
"Take the bait, you little brat,
or I might be forced to eat
shit and try to fuck you again-
efface myself from your obsession,
become a priceless possession
you can forget about, now that I am,
again, yours, & that's that- take it!"