Eater of Blades

Eater of blades
break my bones
with moonstone
teeth, smooth
and archaic
as underground
lakebeds

I decompose
to layers
of silt within
the morass
of your dark
throat, swallow
my selves

to touch
your stomachs,
cherish my eyes:
delicacies rich
with minerals

allow this
lost voice

to flow through
your forgiving
bowels, to gasp
for freedom
as silent
combustible
perfume.