INNERLICHKEIT

INNERLICHKEIT

And there is a kitten inside me wandering through the empty house of my body vainly seeking its lost mother mouth stained with milk

And there is an eagle inside me stripping the meat from my flayed breastbone eyelids heavy with self-love blood on its beak

And there is a graveworm inside me lost in the windings of my testicles blind as their dark labyrinthine coils swallowing seminal progeny And there is an angel inside me beautiful as the heavy petals of roses void in the space between ribs and stars that will not let me die