by Sylvie Baumgartel

Sylvie Baumgartel

I can take even more
Than he can give.
This is how much I have.

My body is made of
Screaming mouths.
He licks each one over & over.

A child needs to feel safe.
I am an unsafe child
In a woman’s body
Being eaten
By an angry man.
He is beautiful
& meant for war.

The god of ecstasy is
Also the god of rage.
I climb inside you &
You scream me born.

Last updated November 08, 2022