Infection By Light (The Poem)

Infection By Light

Elizabeth and Mary recline cool

Whisper-shadow-rush of archangel wings

Dazzling slash of luminous motion

A shiny particle for your thoughts

Stigma and pupil blinded but trusting

Style funnels 186,281 miles per second

Ovary contact the blush of life

Sleepy-headed and body warm murmuring

Lilac water on the tip of a tongue

Fetus martyr full of grace

My baby boy my baby boy