Da mihi saxum retro

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I named constellations after freckles on your chest

I invented new colors for the light in your eyes

I knelt before the altar of your hips

and bloodlet from biting my tongue

My carotid spills out for you

My goddess' vestige burning from the heat of your skin

Drink of me and taste of my death

I'm lost somewhere between Ara and Andromeda

I gorge myself on Saturn's rings

and expel new stars for you,

building a world for a heart that was never mine

Cultus, cado, caecus

For your pragma and your mercy

You are Sanctus Dolor, burning

Consuming, breaking, destroying

I have murdered myself again 

I have built empires for you

My cerebral cortex brimming and

spilling forth unto those Seven Hills we dreamed of,

Your dreams are dead so you buried me with them

Somewhere between Quirinal and Capitoline

I rot in the Field of Mars

My eyes melting upward toward Venus

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