nude photographs of immortality
Let us abandon ourselves to love.
Let us drain the blood of eloquence
and announce our intentions with a long,
lingering roll of the tongue.
Let us defile doubt
which whispers into the ears of mortals.
Let us fill the void
which peels away at our skin
like an incurable, medieval plague.
Let us make choices.
Let us gaze carelessly for days
into the black eyes of struggle
and laugh until we are parched.
Let us erupt tonight,