the oblivion amnesty

as the eviscerated fish fries in its milt
so too i self-immolate in feculent guilt
my thoughts are sharper than a castrating knife
looking to cradle song to pity my lawless life

hush, little baby, don’t say a word
you’ll die soon enough, and shame ungird
just look at yourself one last time
as you flop and gasp before your last crime

as the desiccated slug becomes shriveled and pruned
so too i rub salt into this black pudding wound
my memories are more bitter than jesuit’s bark
looking to burial song to absolve myself in the dark

cry, little baby, let everyone hear
you’ll rot soon enough, in soil and fear
just look at yourself one last time
as you drop and rasp after your last crime

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2020

43 thoughts on “the oblivion amnesty

  1. Deep and artful, you guys
    Also , thanks for the brilliant “ungird”
    I always have trouble thinking of rhymes for “word”
    You know…
    Heard
    Bird
    Third
    Turd (never used that)
    Unerred

    That’s about it
    🤣❤️

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