I Am Struck

by Your Bullet

Oh     God



The    Self

(only its entirety)

blown out



You put me
at    stake
shooting out my heart
I    Am
your keen separation
oh God
I Am    afraid


(of the black hole in my gullet, dark matters
of incoherent lust. it is your    Love that drives me
to a sacrifice incomprehensible, like the spaces
between my teeth, or a second wind,
I Am Suffering)


when putting

Your    Word

on trial

You are cold steel in my mouth

oh    God