beyond the waters, before the graveyard

beyond the waters, before the graveyard

(the white kingdom).

Milk of my body

gives new life

in its dewy drops

but no one drinks

of its nectar,

too suckled by fear

for murky waters

lie between my flesh

and their fate

no one braves

to break

the solitude.

Written 4.13.11 @ 12:57 AM