Salivating (Christ) [4/18/2024]

Coursing through my fingers
Touching every private part
Scraping the vein-edges
No one talks about arteries
Anymore.
I’m building bridges to my
Own salvation (crucifixion);
She’s close to me and
Touching my body.
Deep and calm breathing in
Her nose.
Lines trail down my mother’s
Eyes, and I remember speaking
My own kindness to
Her then.
The girl touching me loves
Me, and I feel my love
Laying down the bricks
Keeping her away.
My mother cries when my blood
Flows me away.
These words are only for these
Empty lines I see.
Cross roads at the bridge,
Bricks and stone leading me
To never think about
God again.
Let my mother and let entire
Populous
Touch my body as my body
Touches their spirit
And my spirit
Touches me.