To Know Love

Cogito

in my left ventricle

I built up a little

alter...

Ergo,

it said in Latin

upon it

love will lie here

for slaughter

It will be sacrificed

and if not forgiven

all will surely be forgotten

I will keep it

in this cage

Beating

and it will

serve me

right,

in Sum...

And escaping

wax winged lit

in hopeful prayer

the likeness of god

will tumble

To its chamber, back

where I think I am

its keeper

and it, the

worshiper

2024 SEP 08