And tremblingly, we’ve all partook.
The only question’s whether
we’re cannibals or communicants.
Either way, we eat her
grave cave crisp papery skin,
we suck her red homunculus
right off our own chapped lips.
We do it again and again.
The only way to know
if, instead of gruesome, all is holy,
(but all is both), is when we’re done,
we can’t be, she can’t be,
not one single living word can be
So, once again, I agree with Chuck Rybak. We do suck Sylvia. 🙂