i want to be alive
while i’m alive.
why leave the body
before it’s
time?
i need to feel the sun
through my skin
to rove with my eyes
among the
stars.
how will i calm this
crying, starving
me?
how will i feed this
formless self to
be?
i have heard the female
voice pointing to
ecstasy & i know that
the blood is a source
of the
infinite
yet will they never
sing to
me?
while i’m alive
i want to be
loved, to be
touched, to feel
something
so help me
God.