I THIRST

I will shed this wretched skin
shred it, peel it, skin myself
as the pain seeps to the bones,
warmth spreads over limbs,
the skinless flesh glistens
let my love warm your bed

I will starve my brain
this bitch, this doubting thomas
my betrayer, my mind
I will slice it, dice it
place it in a jar,
let my love fester in your thoughts

I will wrench out my tongue
this cursed mute appendage
the witness, the hope
the mute, the coward
sauté it with shallots,
let my love be your feast

I will cut out my heart
this black stone, this weight
cold, inhuman, barely beating
the barren seat, the soul exiled
I will squeeze it till it bursts
let my love color your hands

I thirst.
I thirst.
I thirst.
You can heal me if you wish

-Sahir Shah-