“ ‘In the midst of life comes death.’ How often do we hear preachers say these words? Yet, I have also heard that ‘In the midst of death comes life.’ If this be a riddle so be my life.”
-Avi Movie

The overwhelming screech of the silence
is the element of my insanity.
Where there once lie solace and your fingertips
now bares burden and transgression, after transgression
after- I am veiled in bloody shame!
Her lips stole what her parents neglected
wearing the promise of eternal hell on her finger.
Turn your head, my love.
I’d hate to disappoint.

Hymnals trades for vices that kill.
Ceased be the chimes.
Sin is intimate
scandalous.

Stories left untold.
Standing faultless in her embellished beauty
she found love at the bottom of a bottle-
two
three
four-
contentment in her own blood.
An angel cursed
frozen in her lies.

Neck tie massacre.
Neck laced.
Manners gone.
Virtuous, sober hands drenched in disgrace.
I
You
We reek of nothingness.
We are diamonds
shattered
on the ground
a wasteland of forgotten bones.
Forgiveness buried six feet under.
The war is all but over, friends.
We are left for dead in this poisoned universe.
The virgin Mary weeps nirvana ashes.

Naked-
your vulnerability is that of a doorway
without a door.
Grasp the addiction-
your addiction.
This frailty
this immorality…
Kill your iniquities before
they kill you.
Temptation is a murderer
and sin is delicious.

There’s no place
like home.