you and i

i burn in this,
our love.

i tend to this,
our rape.

i give and
nothing
seems to come.

i repent,
but no gods
show their
face to
receive
my sin.

you tire
of the motion.

you grasp for
a feeling,
but the nerves
no longer signal.

you bend for this
and the string of
light
penetrates
you through
an all imagined
soul.

we render ourselves
powerless.

we cry at the
dirty sun.

we find
no solace
in the words
of broken
heroes.

they crush
spirits
with their
forked
tongues
and their
slit eyes
which mock the
trials of
our seed.

they batter the ground
and air
with lies
and trailing
topics,
spit the cancer
in our mouths.

i give
and nothing
was there to be had.

i frown
through diluted
tears
that wash the
splinters
from my eyes.

i scream
and the voice collapses
so no one will hear.